Every week things get crazier on Ray Donovan.
I'm not just talking about Ezra Goodman, either, although I think Elliot Gould's performance as the man who is slowly taking the crazy train down to the nuthouse has been overlooked by powerhouses Liev Schreiber and Jon Voight. When the mud covered man came out into the street, I screamed out loud.
Immediately in my head replayed his mantra about atonement and I wondered how quickly he would be calling on Ray to cover his mistake. If ever running someone over in the street was an accident, that was the time.