Ray Donovan
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Both men know they may never see their kids again.
While the Conor plotline dominates Ellis Island, Ray Donovan also has a job to do this week.
Its only two weeks until the mayoral election and his boss Sam Winslow needs Anita Novak to win.
Those Hollywood types dont like to fraternize with relatives of people who kidnapped them.
Almost immediately, Mickey starts trying to devise a new plan.
Hes like a shark of idiocyalways swimming to the next dumb move.
They have phenomenal, believable brotherly chemistry.
Terry barely seems to care.
Everybodys gotta die sometime is practically on the Donovan crest.
Along the way, he meets a red-headed Irish lass, who may be a ghost?!?
Theres a lot of military death in the Donovan family.
Is that why he wanted Conor to see the memorial on Ellis Island?
To give him second thoughts?
To say things to Conor that Ray cant say himself?
Of course, New York mayoral politics has some notable screen time this week too.
Ed basically tells her to f-off.
That means shell need Ray to do something, and wouldnt you know Mr. Donovan already has an idea.
He calls in Lena and asks her to get her girlfriend Justine to do another job.
That someone just happens to be Anita Novak.
A mayoral candidate stopping a mugging?
you’ve got the option to almost see dollar signs in his eyes like a Looney Tunes cartoon.
He scopes out the bus and tells Bunchy that theyre going to rob it.
Ray never quite said what he wanted to say.
Hopefully hell get another chance.
The typical episode-ending montage leaves time this week for one more scene.
Ray is drunk in his apartment when Anita knocks on the door.
Hes evasive, asking what she wants, practically pushing her to leave.
She moves into him and they kiss.
She bites his lip so hard it bleeds, and Ray is snapped out of his drunken stupor.
He gets rough, grabbing her neck hard and turning her around.
And Ray has sex with the next mayor of New York City bent over his kitchen counter.
A nice deep cut for a show that always uses music well.
The Irish lass at Ellis Island quotes Yeats.
If youre wondering which poem, its Aedh Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven.
