Ray Donovan s06e06 Episode Script
A Girl Named Maria
1 [RAY.]
Previously on Ray Donovan [MACHINE GUNS FIRING.]
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
- Hey! - Get the fuck over here! Get off her! [GRUNTING.]
[CROWD CHEERING.]
[SNORING.]
[SWEEPING, DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[MARIA CRYING.]
[BUNCHY YELLS.]
[SNIFFLES.]
[MARIA SQUEALS.]
[ANITA GRUNTS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[FINK'S "WARM SHADOW".]
[GUN COCKS.]
[MAN.]
Don't.
[GRUNTS.]
Harder.
[GRUNTS.]
Harder.
[GRUNTING.]
Harder.
[MUFFLED GRUNTING.]
[MUFFLED GROAN.]
You and your Polack cunt are gonna back out of the mayor's race.
[GROANS.]
[STRAINED GRUNTING.]
[GROANS.]
Ah ah! You shouldn't have done that.
[WHIMPERS, BREATHING HEAVILY.]
I could, you know.
[ANITA GRUNTS.]
- What you got goin' on - [SAM.]
Uhh! [ANITA BREATHES HEAVILY.]
- Behind those eyes closed - [ANITA.]
Jesus.
Holding on [ANITA BREATHING HARD.]
And I don't want another Day to break Mmm Take our, steal our Night away Warm shadow Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me Mmm [SIGHS.]
[SOFTLY GROANS.]
What you got in store for me? Keep those eyes closed Next to me [GROANS.]
And I don't want another Day to break Mmm Take our, steal our Night away Warm shadow Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me [EXHALES DEEPLY.]
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
[GROANS.]
Yeah.
Someone broke into my house.
- Are you all right? - No, I'm not all right.
Someone broke into my fucking house.
[PHONE BEEPS.]
[MARIA CRIES.]
Aw, what's wrong? Hey, hey, hey.
What's up, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What? Are you hungry, huh? You want Uncle Terry to get you some breakfast? - Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yeah? All right.
All right.
Good girl.
All right, let's go.
[GROANS SOFTLY.]
[SIGHS.]
[MUTTERS.]
- No.
- All righty.
- [SOFTLY.]
No.
- You don't want none? No? All right.
It's good.
What do you think? I think she's a little old for ya.
I think you're a little fucking old.
If I didn't own the place, I'd sue.
I'll get you a drink.
[SAM.]
You know, I've never had a break-in before.
I mean, I have orchestrated lots of break-ins.
but I have never had a break-in.
God, today must be my lucky day.
Maybe you ought to sit down, huh? I was knocked unconscious one other time when I was working on a film, um, Won't You Come Home, Thunder Jones? You know the film with the disabled kid and the pony? A key grip hit me in the back of the head with a ladder.
Why don't you sit.
I'm fine.
Here.
He told me to get out of the mayor's race.
He called Anita a Polack cunt, so clearly he's very bright and cunning.
The guy today, not the guy that hit me in the head with the ladder.
We should get you to a hospital.
He got to me, Ray.
He needs to know I can get to him.
I'll take care of it.
Thanks.
[EDGY MUSIC.]
[THE DAME WHISTLES.]
I'm gonna go see Ron.
You stay with Winslow.
What am I gonna do with you? Huh? What am I gonna do with you? [CELL PHONE RINGS.]
[BIG EASY.]
Yo.
Big Easy.
You wanna get some action? Yeah.
When? Right now if you can.
But we gotta get you warm.
Yeah, I ain't doing nothing.
I'll be right over.
Oh, no, no, don't you worry, baby girl.
'Cause Uncle Terry's gonna fix it.
That's what I'm gonna do.
All right? [RINGING.]
[BRIDGET CLEARS THROAT.]
Hey, how you doing? Hey.
Hey, uh, could you do me a favor? Could you come over to the gym? - What's going on? - Well, I wouldn't ask, but I need a favor, and I need you to come down.
[CRYING.]
What's that noise? Oh, um They're just, uh, waxing the walls, yeah.
- What? - No, they're just They're just they're waxing Look, you gonna come or not? I have a paper due Friday.
I'm pretty slammed Bridget, please.
Please, come on.
Jesus, okay.
I'll be there in an hour.
Thank you.
[PHONE BEEPS.]
Hey, Maria.
Bridget's coming.
[DEVICE BEEPING.]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC.]
Oh.
Hello.
He left you to babysit.
- Sorry.
- Well, come for the views.
Stay for the beatings.
I know people can't see in, but it feels like they can.
Especially at night.
When I was in my 20s, I had a boyfriend and we lived in the East Village and he insisted upon keeping the windows bare.
And that was in a ground floor apartment, so you know everybody could see everything then.
I'm, uh, I'm sorry about what happened to you.
Ah, well, I play mean with mean people.
I'm just surprised that I haven't been pistol-whipped before this.
So are you allowed to sit down? Could you join me? Where are you from? - Philly.
- Philadelphia? And you're from money, aren't you? Grandpa had money.
Vague.
Well, I never took any of his money.
Well, I would say good for you except that I think that's really stupid, so I won't say anything.
[CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY.]
How do you feel? Mm.
How does it look? It looks better.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I bit him.
- You did? - Right here.
Good for you.
You ever bite anyone? I did in jail.
Oh.
[LAUGHS.]
Why were you in jail? Uh, 18 months on aggravated assault.
Okay! I like that in my bodyguard.
Go on.
Well, there was a woman who was picking on a smaller, weaker woman.
Got in a fight with her, and I bit her.
Right Then you know.
The taste.
It lingers.
[FERATTI.]
Sounds like a living hell.
[MAN.]
Oh, no, no.
We stay on the outskirts of all that.
Hidden Luxury Camps.
Burning Man is the new golf course, Ed.
- Well that sounds dirty.
- It's fantastic.
Last year I did peyote, and the women are unbelievable.
- I'll take your word for it.
- No, Joel's flying us out this year, super first rate.
- Yeah, I'll let ya know.
- It'll change your life.
- [FERATTI.]
Uh-huh.
- [MAN CHUCKLES.]
[WATER RUNNING.]
- [FERATTI.]
Hello.
- [RAY.]
How are ya? Oh, Boston.
- [RAY.]
You got me.
- [FERATTI.]
Visiting? Yeah.
Well, welcome to New York.
You crossed a line last night.
I beg your pardon? Sam Winslow.
You crossed a line.
I-I have no idea what you're talking about.
Keep away from her.
[CHUCKLES.]
Are you fucking kidding me? Do you have any idea [COUGHING, WHEEZING.]
You go near her again, I'll fucking kill you.
Are we clear? [PANTING.]
[DOOR OPENS, BELL JINGLES.]
[SOFT POP MUSIC PLAYS OVER SPEAKERS.]
Drug dealer getting arrested with some considerable force.
Fifteen minutes of your partner's thoughts on women's genitalia.
You got what you needed.
A judge levying an excessively high bail, and that same judge later talking on the phone to his wife.
None of that is a help, Officer.
[WAITRESS.]
Here you go.
And for you, sir? Nothing for me, thank you.
You got what you fucking needed.
There was a name I heard.
When you were with Judge Scholl.
It gave me goosebumps.
He mentioned the mayor.
So hoping you'd help me learn more about that.
[EDGY MUSIC.]
[BACKGROUND NOISE, SIRENS WAILING.]
[RETCHING.]
[BRIDGET.]
What the fuck? [TERRY BREATHING HARD.]
- [TERRY.]
Hey, Bridge.
- Wh-what is she doing here? - Oh, Bunch dropped her off.
- What? Yeah, he gave me to her, and then he took off.
No, he gave her to me, then he took off.
What what's wrong with you? What? Did you see Mickey? No.
And you need to calm down.
Are you on drugs? [TERRY.]
What? - Where is Teresa? - I don't know.
- You have any drugs? - Terry.
Does my dad know about this? No.
No and you can't tell him.
Listen, listen.
I gotta thing I gotta do, and I just need you to watch her.
- Okay, what thing? - It's just just a thing.
- What kind of fucking thing? - Just a thing.
Just please say yes.
Please say yes? Please.
Okay, how long do you need me to watch her? Today, tomorrow.
And then maybe the next day.
- What? - Come on.
It's easy.
She eats pizza.
She goes places.
It's easy.
It's fine.
I can't watch her for three fucking days.
Terry.
This is a felony.
No, she's not a felony.
She's family.
Hey.
Hey, Maria.
You are so not a felony.
You are so not a felony.
[KISSES.]
I love you, sweetheart.
All right.
- I gotta go.
Bye.
- Bye.
[TERRY.]
Coming through! Coming through! [SOFTLY.]
Hi, cutie.
Hi.
Hey, how's it going? What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do? What are we [LAUGHS.]
Oh, my goodness.
You're such a smart lady.
All right, come on.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
[BABY CRIES.]
Suck on my dick, make me feel like the shit Then I turn her to her back then I lick on the clit She be pulling on my hair while I eat that pussy right And I got your legs shaking, loud moaning Hey.
How you doing? Oh, hey, Father.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Uh, just some Christian hip-hop.
You know, gotta be in touch with the youth of today.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
Sure, sure, all right.
Uh, y-y-you got a smoke? Oh.
No.
- No, sorry.
- Ah.
Eh, I'm trying to quit.
- Good for you [CHUCKLES.]
.
- Yeah, yeah.
So what's your name? Uh, Father Brady.
- Brady? - Yeah.
Tom Brady.
Oh, you must take a lotta shit, huh? What? Why? Oh, you know, Father Deflategate over here.
Oh [CHUCKLES.]
yeah.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE.]
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm kind of known for my jokes and what have you.
- I bet.
Ha.
- Yeah, I actually do a routine over at St.
Michael's.
Yeah, they they got a variety show there.
- It's actually pretty good.
- Nice.
- That's nice.
- You know, they got - the singers, and the - Oh, excuse me.
Ha.
- Got my, uh, my phone's ringing there.
- Oh, yeah.
Okay, yeah, yeah.
Take care then.
Yeah, y-you rest in [MUTTERS.]
rest in Peace be with you.
Yeah, and with you.
And with you.
- All right.
Yeah.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Yeah, Father Tom Brady here.
Yeah? [SIGHS.]
[PHONE SNAPS SHUT.]
[SIGHS.]
[PHONE CLATTERS.]
177 West 57th Street? - Doorman building? - Yeah.
I was very sorry to hear about Abby.
[WHISPERS.]
Thanks.
I remember when I met her.
Oh, we were at Drift in Malibu with Ezra.
You know the place with all the airplane parts - and hazardous seafood? - [KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING.]
And your wife I had never met her before in my life.
She came right over to me and she said, "This place smells like a bucket full a hooker pussy.
" - [CHUCKLING.]
Which it did.
- [KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING.]
So we got hammered on the patio.
[KEYS CLICKING.]
[SOFT ELECTRONIC CHIRP.]
Ah, shit, I was afraid of this.
What? Tch.
Secure server.
I can't get in.
How about NYPD? Yeah, sure, but, you know, it's gonna take a couple of hours.
All right.
Love you.
[LINE RINGING.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
Hey, what's up? I need a favor.
What's that? Security footage from last night.
177 West 57th between midnight and 4:00.
Can you get me the footage? What for? - Can you get it? - Uh, yeah.
Yeah, um, just give me a few minutes.
I gotta see a guy about it.
Thanks.
[ENGINE SOUND APPROACHING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
You're gonna pull over, - and no one's gonna get hurt.
- [COMMOTION.]
Over there, church up there on the right.
Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is a robbery.
And if no one does anything stupid, you'll all walk away with a wild story and tell your rich friends, huh? [BUS APPROACHING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
- [MICKEY.]
Quickly, quickly.
- Open the fucking door.
- Open the door! - [MICKEY MURMURING ON BUS.]
Cover the driver.
[WOMAN.]
Just take it.
[MICKEY.]
That's it.
Here.
Okay.
Here.
My daughter gave me this, and I'm not giving it to you, gun or otherwise.
You got a nice daughter? She'll give you another one.
Now hand it over.
- [GROANS.]
Ah! Jesus! - Hey! - Asshole.
- Oh, fuck.
- Yeah.
- Fuck.
Drop it.
I don't wanna shoot you, but I will.
This ain't even my gun.
It's my brother's gun.
He'd be really pissed if I killed somebody with it.
But I will.
You wanna be a hero? I can help you or you can live.
Drop the fucking gun.
If you shoot me, I'll shoot you back.
Don't you fucking shoot him, Pop.
- Shoot the both of 'em.
- [BUNCHY.]
Listen.
Put the gun down, all right? We'll all get outta here.
I'm gonna shoot him.
Don't you fuckin' shoot nobody, Mick.
What do you propose we do? Leave the shit and get off the bus.
No can do, Junior.
Hey, don't you shoot him, Mick.
I'll fuckin' sh I'll kill ya.
I'll fuckin' do it.
[BABY CRIES.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Let's go.
Fuck.
But I'm taking this.
- No! - 'Cause you weren't nice.
You're gonna burn in hell! [MICKEY.]
You'll be right there with me, honey, you and your fucking daughter.
[PASSENGERS MURMUR.]
[BABY CRYING.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
Here, here.
$32.
$32, here.
Gum, pantyhose, here.
Here, it's yours.
- Have a fuckin' party.
- Never fuckin' disappoint when it comes to disappointment, do you, Mick? Don't you ever do nothin' like that to me again.
- You understand me? - It wasn't right.
- Don't you ever do anything like that again! - It wasn't fucking right! You heard me.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
What are you doin'? What are you doin'? See that check cashing place back there.
What? I'm goin' in there.
We may wanna slow down a bit here.
We got people after us.
We gotta go in there right now, and do this, okay? [BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Let's go.
[MICKEY.]
Okay then.
Here we fucking go.
Come on! [DARK MUSIC.]
[DOOR JANGLES OPEN.]
Everybody get on the ground now.
Put your hands up.
Get on the fucking ground now.
Get down! - [WOMAN SCREAMING.]
- [MICKEY.]
Keys, get the keys.
Go! Don't you fucking do it.
Don't do it.
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
[WOMAN.]
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Open all the drawers.
- [WOMAN.]
We have children.
Fuck.
[CELL PHONE CLATTERS.]
See, you be nice and I'll be nice.
Stay the fuck down, all right? Stay down for five minutes after we leave.
Don't be a fucking hero.
[WOMAN.]
Please don't shoot us.
I'm not shooting nobody.
All right, come on.
Come on! Oh, isn't this convenient? Yeah.
It's all right.
You're all gonna be okay.
Yeah.
- Let's go.
Come on! - I'm comin'! Thank you, ladies.
- [BUNCHY.]
Stay there.
- [MICKEY.]
Let's get the fuck outta here! [OVERLAPPING SHOUTING.]
[GRUNTING.]
[OVERLAPPING SHOUTING.]
- [MAN.]
Stay down! - [MAN.]
You better get up! Is that it, are you done? [MAN.]
Fight, men! Oh! [MAN.]
Come on, man! Get back in there! [TERRY GRUNTING.]
[DARK MUSIC.]
[MAN.]
Lights out! Lights out! [MAN.]
Down! Down! [BONES CRACK.]
[GROANS.]
[MAN.]
It's over.
That's it.
[CROWD CHEERING.]
We did good, huh? Huh? We did real good.
[LAUGHING.]
We did good.
Together we did good.
- Watch the road.
- We're a good team.
I got it.
We're a good team.
You and me.
[LAUGHING.]
[SNIFFS.]
Yeah.
[BIG EASY.]
God damn, [LAUGHING.]
man! You put him in the hospital, baby.
Yeah, uh, I'm sorry about that.
Since you just disqualified one of my best boys, a spot opened up in The Eliminator.
What's that? Eight fighters, last man standing wins 50 Gs.
Nah.
Nah, I I only did this 'cause it was small and you're in a bind.
And here I am in another one.
'Cause of you.
[LAUGHS.]
No.
No, I can't help you out.
Why not? All right, let me show you something.
- You see this? - You android or some shit? Naw, that's for my Parkinson's.
Oh, word? If I take this and I adjust it I got this on regular now, but if I turn it up then what just happened out there, it happens again.
And I don't think I should do it no more.
Well, I beg to differ, baby.
Sounds street legal to me.
Yeah, well, there's also the small fact that I could die.
Oh, we all gotta go sometime.
All right.
I'll see ya around.
50 grand.
Think about it.
[TRAFFIC NOISE, SIREN.]
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
Yeah.
- Bad news.
- What? The security camera on 57th is out of order.
- All right.
- Yeah, they left a lot of those cameras up for show, but half the city's out.
Thanks for trying.
Forget about the NYPD.
- Why? - I just talked to a friend.
The camera's down.
No, it's not.
Here, look.
Is that the guy you're looking for? I gotta go.
[BRIDGET.]
Come on, girl.
We got some stairs.
You ready? You ready? [AMBIENT APARTMENT NOISES.]
Come on, girl.
[CHUCKLES, EXHALES.]
You look like a super model.
[CHUCKLES.]
Who's my smart, pretty lady? Is it you? - Is it her? Is it you? - [WHINES SOFTLY.]
- [GASPS.]
Is it you? - [TOY SQUEAKS.]
I think it's you.
That's right.
[GIGGLES.]
[WHISPERS.]
There we go.
Night, guys.
See you bright and early for that sensitivity training.
Ah, fuck.
Totally forgot about that.
Assholes.
At least assholes got a use, am I right? [SIGHS, LAUGHS.]
Good night, Pam.
Yeah.
Tsss [BACKGROUND NOISE, DISTANT SIREN WHOOPING.]
What are you doing here, Ray? Why'd you lie to me? About the camera.
What? What the fuck is Danny Bianchi doing in Sam Winslow's apartment? What the fuck were you thinking about going after the mayor? Look, I am sorry, but you can't be here.
Hey, everybody's fucking watching you.
- Who's watching me? - The shit at the park.
You think they don't know what you're doing? I can't cover for you no more.
What are you talking about? The best thing for you to do is leave town.
I need you to trust me.
Close your office and go.
No more Sam Winslow.
No more Anita Novak.
What are you guys into, Mac? Listen to me.
Forget you ever saw that tape.
Forget everything.
Get the fuck out.
I'm telling you.
I'm your friend.
And I am telling you that this is a big fucking shitstorm.
You want nothin' to do with it.
Walk away, Ray.
[HEAVY MUSIC.]
I'll be right here.
Just get the kid and go.
Bridge.
What're you doin' here? What's the matter? - I'm sorry.
- Where's Maria? - What's going on? - She's okay.
What? Where's Maria? What happened to you? [TERESA.]
Bridget, can you take her for a minute, please? [MARIA WHINES.]
[SOFTLY.]
It's okay.
So what the fuck was all this? Let me remind you of something, I'm not the one who wanted a divorce.
I cheated on you.
I did.
And it was terrible, but I told you about it.
Because I wanted to fix it.
- Okay, let me - Shut up.
But you wanted to throw me away like a piece of trash.
Take my baby, my baby, from me because I fucked somebody? You did this.
You did all this.
I didn't do it 'cause you fucked somebody.
Speak up.
I didn't do all this because you fucked somebody.
Then why'd you do it? Because I thought you loved me.
And then you told me that.
And there I was with our baby.
And we were missing you the whole time.
I could never do that.
I would have never fucked around on you.
Not in a million years.
And then it was just It felt like It was all a big lie.
[SCOFFS.]
It was.
- Don't say that.
- No.
It was.
I wanted to love you, but I never did.
All right.
We were a family.
We made that little girl.
You and me.
And you decided to throw it away.
You did.
And I've been missing her for weeks.
Crying for weeks.
Throwing up for weeks.
If Bridget hadn't called me, how the fuck would this have gone, huh? Every part of this every fucking part of it is your fault.
So you get to have it both ways? You never loved me, but it's all my fault.
You went and fucked someone.
But I'm the one who threw it all away? I'm the one that takes care of her.
But you're the one she needs and the court sides with.
F [GROANS.]
Ha.
Fuck you.
You know what? Fuck you.
That's why I took her away from you.
Because you're mentally ill.
I should have never broken you out of that fucking nut house Thank you for calling me.
[TEARFULLY.]
Teresa, no.
Come on.
- Don't you fucking do this! - [TERRY.]
No, no.
No.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
What did you do? What the fuck did you do? Bunchy, that is her baby.
That is her mother.
Don't you understand that? No.
I don't fucking understand.
We're family.
How could you do that? Because I know what it feels like to live in a world without my mom.
So the fuck do I.
[BRIDGET.]
It just it can never be easy.
You know, it can never be fucking easy.
[DARK MUSIC.]
[SIGHS.]
Come on.
It's gonna be all right.
It ain't.
It ain't never, ever gonna be all right again.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
Where the fuck you been? There's cops all over here.
Where's the kid? - It's over, Mick.
- What? She took the baby, all right? What? Wha I'm done.
I ain't going to Vietnam.
I just I just can't anymore, all right? I'm just fucking done.
I don't want to go without you, son.
Bye, Mick.
I love ya.
Bunch.
I love ya too.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
What's going on? What did you find? Guy that broke into your house I know him.
You know the man? Yeah.
He's a cop.
So, Feratti has the cops.
Once, I wanted to buy the world's largest Arab telecommunications company.
It was a hostile takeover.
All the old Arab men couldn't believe a woman was going to buy them out.
I got death threats.
I got rape threats.
I won.
And I sold it two years later at a huge profit.
You go up against the cops, I can't promise I can protect you.
If they come after me, I'm gonna go after them harder.
That's who I am.
That's what I do.
Who are you, Ray? [BREATHES DEEPLY.]
I'll get some answers.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDE.]
- Where you goin'? - Staten Island.
[DARK, EDGY MUSIC.]
[PHONE BEEPS.]
[LINE RINGS.]
Yo, Big Easy.
You still need a fighter? [LINE RINGING.]
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
[BEEP.]
Hey.
I don't wanna fight with you.
I don't wanna fight with you either.
[BRIDGET BREATHES HEAVILY, SNIFFLES.]
You all right? Yeah, I just I miss Mom.
Yeah, I miss her too.
[SIRENS WHOOPING.]
And I don't wanna lose you.
Hey.
You're not gonna lose me.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
You could never lose me.
Okay, Bridge? [FINK'S "WARM SHADOW".]
What you got going on? Behind those, eyes closed, holding on [MAN.]
Roll down your windows, throw your keys on the ground, put your hands up where I can see them.
And I don't want another day [BRIDGET.]
Where are you? I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I gotta go.
- Day to break - Yeah, all right.
Take our, steal our Night away [KEYS JINGLE, CLATTER.]
[RAD.]
How you doing, Ray? [RAY.]
Hey, Rad.
You, uh, you mind stepping out of the car? Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me Danny.
[THUD.]
Ah! [RAD.]
Easy, Dan.
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING.]
[RAY GRUNTS.]
What you got in store for me? [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
Keep those eyes closed Next to me And I don't want another Day to break Mmm Take our, steal our Night away Warm shadow Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me Warm shadow Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me
Previously on Ray Donovan [MACHINE GUNS FIRING.]
[SOLEMN MUSIC.]
- Hey! - Get the fuck over here! Get off her! [GRUNTING.]
[CROWD CHEERING.]
[SNORING.]
[SWEEPING, DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[MARIA CRYING.]
[BUNCHY YELLS.]
[SNIFFLES.]
[MARIA SQUEALS.]
[ANITA GRUNTS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[FINK'S "WARM SHADOW".]
[GUN COCKS.]
[MAN.]
Don't.
[GRUNTS.]
Harder.
[GRUNTS.]
Harder.
[GRUNTING.]
Harder.
[MUFFLED GRUNTING.]
[MUFFLED GROAN.]
You and your Polack cunt are gonna back out of the mayor's race.
[GROANS.]
[STRAINED GRUNTING.]
[GROANS.]
Ah ah! You shouldn't have done that.
[WHIMPERS, BREATHING HEAVILY.]
I could, you know.
[ANITA GRUNTS.]
- What you got goin' on - [SAM.]
Uhh! [ANITA BREATHES HEAVILY.]
- Behind those eyes closed - [ANITA.]
Jesus.
Holding on [ANITA BREATHING HARD.]
And I don't want another Day to break Mmm Take our, steal our Night away Warm shadow Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me Mmm [SIGHS.]
[SOFTLY GROANS.]
What you got in store for me? Keep those eyes closed Next to me [GROANS.]
And I don't want another Day to break Mmm Take our, steal our Night away Warm shadow Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me [EXHALES DEEPLY.]
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
[GROANS.]
Yeah.
Someone broke into my house.
- Are you all right? - No, I'm not all right.
Someone broke into my fucking house.
[PHONE BEEPS.]
[MARIA CRIES.]
Aw, what's wrong? Hey, hey, hey.
What's up, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What? Are you hungry, huh? You want Uncle Terry to get you some breakfast? - Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yeah? All right.
All right.
Good girl.
All right, let's go.
[GROANS SOFTLY.]
[SIGHS.]
[MUTTERS.]
- No.
- All righty.
- [SOFTLY.]
No.
- You don't want none? No? All right.
It's good.
What do you think? I think she's a little old for ya.
I think you're a little fucking old.
If I didn't own the place, I'd sue.
I'll get you a drink.
[SAM.]
You know, I've never had a break-in before.
I mean, I have orchestrated lots of break-ins.
but I have never had a break-in.
God, today must be my lucky day.
Maybe you ought to sit down, huh? I was knocked unconscious one other time when I was working on a film, um, Won't You Come Home, Thunder Jones? You know the film with the disabled kid and the pony? A key grip hit me in the back of the head with a ladder.
Why don't you sit.
I'm fine.
Here.
He told me to get out of the mayor's race.
He called Anita a Polack cunt, so clearly he's very bright and cunning.
The guy today, not the guy that hit me in the head with the ladder.
We should get you to a hospital.
He got to me, Ray.
He needs to know I can get to him.
I'll take care of it.
Thanks.
[EDGY MUSIC.]
[THE DAME WHISTLES.]
I'm gonna go see Ron.
You stay with Winslow.
What am I gonna do with you? Huh? What am I gonna do with you? [CELL PHONE RINGS.]
[BIG EASY.]
Yo.
Big Easy.
You wanna get some action? Yeah.
When? Right now if you can.
But we gotta get you warm.
Yeah, I ain't doing nothing.
I'll be right over.
Oh, no, no, don't you worry, baby girl.
'Cause Uncle Terry's gonna fix it.
That's what I'm gonna do.
All right? [RINGING.]
[BRIDGET CLEARS THROAT.]
Hey, how you doing? Hey.
Hey, uh, could you do me a favor? Could you come over to the gym? - What's going on? - Well, I wouldn't ask, but I need a favor, and I need you to come down.
[CRYING.]
What's that noise? Oh, um They're just, uh, waxing the walls, yeah.
- What? - No, they're just They're just they're waxing Look, you gonna come or not? I have a paper due Friday.
I'm pretty slammed Bridget, please.
Please, come on.
Jesus, okay.
I'll be there in an hour.
Thank you.
[PHONE BEEPS.]
Hey, Maria.
Bridget's coming.
[DEVICE BEEPING.]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC.]
Oh.
Hello.
He left you to babysit.
- Sorry.
- Well, come for the views.
Stay for the beatings.
I know people can't see in, but it feels like they can.
Especially at night.
When I was in my 20s, I had a boyfriend and we lived in the East Village and he insisted upon keeping the windows bare.
And that was in a ground floor apartment, so you know everybody could see everything then.
I'm, uh, I'm sorry about what happened to you.
Ah, well, I play mean with mean people.
I'm just surprised that I haven't been pistol-whipped before this.
So are you allowed to sit down? Could you join me? Where are you from? - Philly.
- Philadelphia? And you're from money, aren't you? Grandpa had money.
Vague.
Well, I never took any of his money.
Well, I would say good for you except that I think that's really stupid, so I won't say anything.
[CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY.]
How do you feel? Mm.
How does it look? It looks better.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I bit him.
- You did? - Right here.
Good for you.
You ever bite anyone? I did in jail.
Oh.
[LAUGHS.]
Why were you in jail? Uh, 18 months on aggravated assault.
Okay! I like that in my bodyguard.
Go on.
Well, there was a woman who was picking on a smaller, weaker woman.
Got in a fight with her, and I bit her.
Right Then you know.
The taste.
It lingers.
[FERATTI.]
Sounds like a living hell.
[MAN.]
Oh, no, no.
We stay on the outskirts of all that.
Hidden Luxury Camps.
Burning Man is the new golf course, Ed.
- Well that sounds dirty.
- It's fantastic.
Last year I did peyote, and the women are unbelievable.
- I'll take your word for it.
- No, Joel's flying us out this year, super first rate.
- Yeah, I'll let ya know.
- It'll change your life.
- [FERATTI.]
Uh-huh.
- [MAN CHUCKLES.]
[WATER RUNNING.]
- [FERATTI.]
Hello.
- [RAY.]
How are ya? Oh, Boston.
- [RAY.]
You got me.
- [FERATTI.]
Visiting? Yeah.
Well, welcome to New York.
You crossed a line last night.
I beg your pardon? Sam Winslow.
You crossed a line.
I-I have no idea what you're talking about.
Keep away from her.
[CHUCKLES.]
Are you fucking kidding me? Do you have any idea [COUGHING, WHEEZING.]
You go near her again, I'll fucking kill you.
Are we clear? [PANTING.]
[DOOR OPENS, BELL JINGLES.]
[SOFT POP MUSIC PLAYS OVER SPEAKERS.]
Drug dealer getting arrested with some considerable force.
Fifteen minutes of your partner's thoughts on women's genitalia.
You got what you needed.
A judge levying an excessively high bail, and that same judge later talking on the phone to his wife.
None of that is a help, Officer.
[WAITRESS.]
Here you go.
And for you, sir? Nothing for me, thank you.
You got what you fucking needed.
There was a name I heard.
When you were with Judge Scholl.
It gave me goosebumps.
He mentioned the mayor.
So hoping you'd help me learn more about that.
[EDGY MUSIC.]
[BACKGROUND NOISE, SIRENS WAILING.]
[RETCHING.]
[BRIDGET.]
What the fuck? [TERRY BREATHING HARD.]
- [TERRY.]
Hey, Bridge.
- Wh-what is she doing here? - Oh, Bunch dropped her off.
- What? Yeah, he gave me to her, and then he took off.
No, he gave her to me, then he took off.
What what's wrong with you? What? Did you see Mickey? No.
And you need to calm down.
Are you on drugs? [TERRY.]
What? - Where is Teresa? - I don't know.
- You have any drugs? - Terry.
Does my dad know about this? No.
No and you can't tell him.
Listen, listen.
I gotta thing I gotta do, and I just need you to watch her.
- Okay, what thing? - It's just just a thing.
- What kind of fucking thing? - Just a thing.
Just please say yes.
Please say yes? Please.
Okay, how long do you need me to watch her? Today, tomorrow.
And then maybe the next day.
- What? - Come on.
It's easy.
She eats pizza.
She goes places.
It's easy.
It's fine.
I can't watch her for three fucking days.
Terry.
This is a felony.
No, she's not a felony.
She's family.
Hey.
Hey, Maria.
You are so not a felony.
You are so not a felony.
[KISSES.]
I love you, sweetheart.
All right.
- I gotta go.
Bye.
- Bye.
[TERRY.]
Coming through! Coming through! [SOFTLY.]
Hi, cutie.
Hi.
Hey, how's it going? What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do? What are we [LAUGHS.]
Oh, my goodness.
You're such a smart lady.
All right, come on.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
[BABY CRIES.]
Suck on my dick, make me feel like the shit Then I turn her to her back then I lick on the clit She be pulling on my hair while I eat that pussy right And I got your legs shaking, loud moaning Hey.
How you doing? Oh, hey, Father.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Uh, just some Christian hip-hop.
You know, gotta be in touch with the youth of today.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
Sure, sure, all right.
Uh, y-y-you got a smoke? Oh.
No.
- No, sorry.
- Ah.
Eh, I'm trying to quit.
- Good for you [CHUCKLES.]
.
- Yeah, yeah.
So what's your name? Uh, Father Brady.
- Brady? - Yeah.
Tom Brady.
Oh, you must take a lotta shit, huh? What? Why? Oh, you know, Father Deflategate over here.
Oh [CHUCKLES.]
yeah.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE.]
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm kind of known for my jokes and what have you.
- I bet.
Ha.
- Yeah, I actually do a routine over at St.
Michael's.
Yeah, they they got a variety show there.
- It's actually pretty good.
- Nice.
- That's nice.
- You know, they got - the singers, and the - Oh, excuse me.
Ha.
- Got my, uh, my phone's ringing there.
- Oh, yeah.
Okay, yeah, yeah.
Take care then.
Yeah, y-you rest in [MUTTERS.]
rest in Peace be with you.
Yeah, and with you.
And with you.
- All right.
Yeah.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Yeah, Father Tom Brady here.
Yeah? [SIGHS.]
[PHONE SNAPS SHUT.]
[SIGHS.]
[PHONE CLATTERS.]
177 West 57th Street? - Doorman building? - Yeah.
I was very sorry to hear about Abby.
[WHISPERS.]
Thanks.
I remember when I met her.
Oh, we were at Drift in Malibu with Ezra.
You know the place with all the airplane parts - and hazardous seafood? - [KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING.]
And your wife I had never met her before in my life.
She came right over to me and she said, "This place smells like a bucket full a hooker pussy.
" - [CHUCKLING.]
Which it did.
- [KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING.]
So we got hammered on the patio.
[KEYS CLICKING.]
[SOFT ELECTRONIC CHIRP.]
Ah, shit, I was afraid of this.
What? Tch.
Secure server.
I can't get in.
How about NYPD? Yeah, sure, but, you know, it's gonna take a couple of hours.
All right.
Love you.
[LINE RINGING.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
Hey, what's up? I need a favor.
What's that? Security footage from last night.
177 West 57th between midnight and 4:00.
Can you get me the footage? What for? - Can you get it? - Uh, yeah.
Yeah, um, just give me a few minutes.
I gotta see a guy about it.
Thanks.
[ENGINE SOUND APPROACHING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
You're gonna pull over, - and no one's gonna get hurt.
- [COMMOTION.]
Over there, church up there on the right.
Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is a robbery.
And if no one does anything stupid, you'll all walk away with a wild story and tell your rich friends, huh? [BUS APPROACHING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
- [MICKEY.]
Quickly, quickly.
- Open the fucking door.
- Open the door! - [MICKEY MURMURING ON BUS.]
Cover the driver.
[WOMAN.]
Just take it.
[MICKEY.]
That's it.
Here.
Okay.
Here.
My daughter gave me this, and I'm not giving it to you, gun or otherwise.
You got a nice daughter? She'll give you another one.
Now hand it over.
- [GROANS.]
Ah! Jesus! - Hey! - Asshole.
- Oh, fuck.
- Yeah.
- Fuck.
Drop it.
I don't wanna shoot you, but I will.
This ain't even my gun.
It's my brother's gun.
He'd be really pissed if I killed somebody with it.
But I will.
You wanna be a hero? I can help you or you can live.
Drop the fucking gun.
If you shoot me, I'll shoot you back.
Don't you fucking shoot him, Pop.
- Shoot the both of 'em.
- [BUNCHY.]
Listen.
Put the gun down, all right? We'll all get outta here.
I'm gonna shoot him.
Don't you fuckin' shoot nobody, Mick.
What do you propose we do? Leave the shit and get off the bus.
No can do, Junior.
Hey, don't you shoot him, Mick.
I'll fuckin' sh I'll kill ya.
I'll fuckin' do it.
[BABY CRIES.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Let's go.
Fuck.
But I'm taking this.
- No! - 'Cause you weren't nice.
You're gonna burn in hell! [MICKEY.]
You'll be right there with me, honey, you and your fucking daughter.
[PASSENGERS MURMUR.]
[BABY CRYING.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
Here, here.
$32.
$32, here.
Gum, pantyhose, here.
Here, it's yours.
- Have a fuckin' party.
- Never fuckin' disappoint when it comes to disappointment, do you, Mick? Don't you ever do nothin' like that to me again.
- You understand me? - It wasn't right.
- Don't you ever do anything like that again! - It wasn't fucking right! You heard me.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
What are you doin'? What are you doin'? See that check cashing place back there.
What? I'm goin' in there.
We may wanna slow down a bit here.
We got people after us.
We gotta go in there right now, and do this, okay? [BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Let's go.
[MICKEY.]
Okay then.
Here we fucking go.
Come on! [DARK MUSIC.]
[DOOR JANGLES OPEN.]
Everybody get on the ground now.
Put your hands up.
Get on the fucking ground now.
Get down! - [WOMAN SCREAMING.]
- [MICKEY.]
Keys, get the keys.
Go! Don't you fucking do it.
Don't do it.
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
[WOMAN.]
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Open all the drawers.
- [WOMAN.]
We have children.
Fuck.
[CELL PHONE CLATTERS.]
See, you be nice and I'll be nice.
Stay the fuck down, all right? Stay down for five minutes after we leave.
Don't be a fucking hero.
[WOMAN.]
Please don't shoot us.
I'm not shooting nobody.
All right, come on.
Come on! Oh, isn't this convenient? Yeah.
It's all right.
You're all gonna be okay.
Yeah.
- Let's go.
Come on! - I'm comin'! Thank you, ladies.
- [BUNCHY.]
Stay there.
- [MICKEY.]
Let's get the fuck outta here! [OVERLAPPING SHOUTING.]
[GRUNTING.]
[OVERLAPPING SHOUTING.]
- [MAN.]
Stay down! - [MAN.]
You better get up! Is that it, are you done? [MAN.]
Fight, men! Oh! [MAN.]
Come on, man! Get back in there! [TERRY GRUNTING.]
[DARK MUSIC.]
[MAN.]
Lights out! Lights out! [MAN.]
Down! Down! [BONES CRACK.]
[GROANS.]
[MAN.]
It's over.
That's it.
[CROWD CHEERING.]
We did good, huh? Huh? We did real good.
[LAUGHING.]
We did good.
Together we did good.
- Watch the road.
- We're a good team.
I got it.
We're a good team.
You and me.
[LAUGHING.]
[SNIFFS.]
Yeah.
[BIG EASY.]
God damn, [LAUGHING.]
man! You put him in the hospital, baby.
Yeah, uh, I'm sorry about that.
Since you just disqualified one of my best boys, a spot opened up in The Eliminator.
What's that? Eight fighters, last man standing wins 50 Gs.
Nah.
Nah, I I only did this 'cause it was small and you're in a bind.
And here I am in another one.
'Cause of you.
[LAUGHS.]
No.
No, I can't help you out.
Why not? All right, let me show you something.
- You see this? - You android or some shit? Naw, that's for my Parkinson's.
Oh, word? If I take this and I adjust it I got this on regular now, but if I turn it up then what just happened out there, it happens again.
And I don't think I should do it no more.
Well, I beg to differ, baby.
Sounds street legal to me.
Yeah, well, there's also the small fact that I could die.
Oh, we all gotta go sometime.
All right.
I'll see ya around.
50 grand.
Think about it.
[TRAFFIC NOISE, SIREN.]
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
Yeah.
- Bad news.
- What? The security camera on 57th is out of order.
- All right.
- Yeah, they left a lot of those cameras up for show, but half the city's out.
Thanks for trying.
Forget about the NYPD.
- Why? - I just talked to a friend.
The camera's down.
No, it's not.
Here, look.
Is that the guy you're looking for? I gotta go.
[BRIDGET.]
Come on, girl.
We got some stairs.
You ready? You ready? [AMBIENT APARTMENT NOISES.]
Come on, girl.
[CHUCKLES, EXHALES.]
You look like a super model.
[CHUCKLES.]
Who's my smart, pretty lady? Is it you? - Is it her? Is it you? - [WHINES SOFTLY.]
- [GASPS.]
Is it you? - [TOY SQUEAKS.]
I think it's you.
That's right.
[GIGGLES.]
[WHISPERS.]
There we go.
Night, guys.
See you bright and early for that sensitivity training.
Ah, fuck.
Totally forgot about that.
Assholes.
At least assholes got a use, am I right? [SIGHS, LAUGHS.]
Good night, Pam.
Yeah.
Tsss [BACKGROUND NOISE, DISTANT SIREN WHOOPING.]
What are you doing here, Ray? Why'd you lie to me? About the camera.
What? What the fuck is Danny Bianchi doing in Sam Winslow's apartment? What the fuck were you thinking about going after the mayor? Look, I am sorry, but you can't be here.
Hey, everybody's fucking watching you.
- Who's watching me? - The shit at the park.
You think they don't know what you're doing? I can't cover for you no more.
What are you talking about? The best thing for you to do is leave town.
I need you to trust me.
Close your office and go.
No more Sam Winslow.
No more Anita Novak.
What are you guys into, Mac? Listen to me.
Forget you ever saw that tape.
Forget everything.
Get the fuck out.
I'm telling you.
I'm your friend.
And I am telling you that this is a big fucking shitstorm.
You want nothin' to do with it.
Walk away, Ray.
[HEAVY MUSIC.]
I'll be right here.
Just get the kid and go.
Bridge.
What're you doin' here? What's the matter? - I'm sorry.
- Where's Maria? - What's going on? - She's okay.
What? Where's Maria? What happened to you? [TERESA.]
Bridget, can you take her for a minute, please? [MARIA WHINES.]
[SOFTLY.]
It's okay.
So what the fuck was all this? Let me remind you of something, I'm not the one who wanted a divorce.
I cheated on you.
I did.
And it was terrible, but I told you about it.
Because I wanted to fix it.
- Okay, let me - Shut up.
But you wanted to throw me away like a piece of trash.
Take my baby, my baby, from me because I fucked somebody? You did this.
You did all this.
I didn't do it 'cause you fucked somebody.
Speak up.
I didn't do all this because you fucked somebody.
Then why'd you do it? Because I thought you loved me.
And then you told me that.
And there I was with our baby.
And we were missing you the whole time.
I could never do that.
I would have never fucked around on you.
Not in a million years.
And then it was just It felt like It was all a big lie.
[SCOFFS.]
It was.
- Don't say that.
- No.
It was.
I wanted to love you, but I never did.
All right.
We were a family.
We made that little girl.
You and me.
And you decided to throw it away.
You did.
And I've been missing her for weeks.
Crying for weeks.
Throwing up for weeks.
If Bridget hadn't called me, how the fuck would this have gone, huh? Every part of this every fucking part of it is your fault.
So you get to have it both ways? You never loved me, but it's all my fault.
You went and fucked someone.
But I'm the one who threw it all away? I'm the one that takes care of her.
But you're the one she needs and the court sides with.
F [GROANS.]
Ha.
Fuck you.
You know what? Fuck you.
That's why I took her away from you.
Because you're mentally ill.
I should have never broken you out of that fucking nut house Thank you for calling me.
[TEARFULLY.]
Teresa, no.
Come on.
- Don't you fucking do this! - [TERRY.]
No, no.
No.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
What did you do? What the fuck did you do? Bunchy, that is her baby.
That is her mother.
Don't you understand that? No.
I don't fucking understand.
We're family.
How could you do that? Because I know what it feels like to live in a world without my mom.
So the fuck do I.
[BRIDGET.]
It just it can never be easy.
You know, it can never be fucking easy.
[DARK MUSIC.]
[SIGHS.]
Come on.
It's gonna be all right.
It ain't.
It ain't never, ever gonna be all right again.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
Where the fuck you been? There's cops all over here.
Where's the kid? - It's over, Mick.
- What? She took the baby, all right? What? Wha I'm done.
I ain't going to Vietnam.
I just I just can't anymore, all right? I'm just fucking done.
I don't want to go without you, son.
Bye, Mick.
I love ya.
Bunch.
I love ya too.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
What's going on? What did you find? Guy that broke into your house I know him.
You know the man? Yeah.
He's a cop.
So, Feratti has the cops.
Once, I wanted to buy the world's largest Arab telecommunications company.
It was a hostile takeover.
All the old Arab men couldn't believe a woman was going to buy them out.
I got death threats.
I got rape threats.
I won.
And I sold it two years later at a huge profit.
You go up against the cops, I can't promise I can protect you.
If they come after me, I'm gonna go after them harder.
That's who I am.
That's what I do.
Who are you, Ray? [BREATHES DEEPLY.]
I'll get some answers.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDE.]
- Where you goin'? - Staten Island.
[DARK, EDGY MUSIC.]
[PHONE BEEPS.]
[LINE RINGS.]
Yo, Big Easy.
You still need a fighter? [LINE RINGING.]
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
[BEEP.]
Hey.
I don't wanna fight with you.
I don't wanna fight with you either.
[BRIDGET BREATHES HEAVILY, SNIFFLES.]
You all right? Yeah, I just I miss Mom.
Yeah, I miss her too.
[SIRENS WHOOPING.]
And I don't wanna lose you.
Hey.
You're not gonna lose me.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
You could never lose me.
Okay, Bridge? [FINK'S "WARM SHADOW".]
What you got going on? Behind those, eyes closed, holding on [MAN.]
Roll down your windows, throw your keys on the ground, put your hands up where I can see them.
And I don't want another day [BRIDGET.]
Where are you? I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I gotta go.
- Day to break - Yeah, all right.
Take our, steal our Night away [KEYS JINGLE, CLATTER.]
[RAD.]
How you doing, Ray? [RAY.]
Hey, Rad.
You, uh, you mind stepping out of the car? Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me Danny.
[THUD.]
Ah! [RAD.]
Easy, Dan.
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING.]
[RAY GRUNTS.]
What you got in store for me? [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
Keep those eyes closed Next to me And I don't want another Day to break Mmm Take our, steal our Night away Warm shadow Mmm Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me Warm shadow Warm shadow Won't you cast yourself on me