Oh heeeeey everybody, we’re back! We’ve returned to the sun-drenched and tropical Florida Keys where the Rayburns are here to put the “fun” back into family dysfunction. Remember all the insanity of last season? Me either! (True story I had to go back and read my own dang recaps and if you need to do the same you can find them here.)
We begin with John driving. Always driving, this one. The inky black skies above him signify he’s thinking about some pretty serious stuff: He’s remembering how this particular tale all began, trying to pick up Danny at the bus. Though, of course, if this show has taught us anything it’s that the tragedy that is the Rayburns were set into motion many, many years ago.
John comes home. Danny’s secret son, Nolan, is asleep. John gazes at this kid, this mystery boy that so embodies his dead brother. (Trivia, this is the same actor, Owen Teague, who portrayed young Danny last season). He picks up Nolan’s phone, and there’s a password on it, which duh. Secrets. So many sexy secrets!
In the morning, the rest of John’s family is all… so, WTF? Why is this kid so weird? Who is he? Is he really our cousin? Uh, take a look at him, kids! What do you think? He tells them not to say a word about this to to anybody. Rayburn motto right there.
John goes outside to talk to Nolan and goes straight into his Coach Rayburn mode: very genial and friendly and all concerned about how Nolan slept and then finally is like, yeah, we need to talk. This kid is so spookily like Danny, it’s really quite something. Especially when he fixes John with a cold blue stare and asks if John is afraid of him. John is like, uh, nope I outweigh you by about 150 lbs. He does tell Nolan he’s curious as to what he wants. Nolan says his dad is dead, and he has nowhere else to go. He hands over his mom’s phone number. John says he’ll track her down. Nolan is all, yeah, good luck with that. Nolan continues to unnerve by being just slightly off and yet in such a familiar Danny Rayburn fashion. Ooof, I miss Ben Mendelsohn.
Kevin, clad as usual in flip flops and shades, looks haunted as he looks at the ice get loaded into his boat. We all know what he’s remembering! He decides on the spot to sell it (for much less than it is worth) to Freddie, who has apparently always liked it.
Meanwhile back into druggie fish land, it’s Wayne Lowry (a.k.a. Landry’s dad from Friday Night Lights). He’s with an even bigger drug dealer, and it’s all the same usual blah blah blah intimidated. People need to get murdered. There’s this poor dude, Jose, shaking in his boots awaiting execution, and even Wayne is all nah, he’s just some errand boy. Bigger, badder drug dealer doesn’t care. He wants to clean house with everyone who ever saw Wayne Lowry or dealt with Danny Rayburn. That guy, Carlos, Danny’s former partner, is on his list as is our old pal, Eric O’Bannon. (Eric O’Dirtbag! How I’ve missed you.) Wayne says that the word is he’s left town, and he cautions that this will all blow over and they can pick up where they left off.
Meanwhile, the Feds are showing pictures of Wayne’s guys that have gone missing, including Jose Munoz, to John and Marco and acknowledge that the drug dealers are cleaning house. John stares in a daze at Danny’s headshot, and Marco says they should close this case. (I’m guessing not so much.)
In New York, our gal Meg is also not handling things so well. For example, she’s sleeping on her office floor and her poor assistant has to wake her up and ask her about some secret Papa Rayburn bank account. Meg’s boss is looking less than thrilled with her when she shows up for a meeting. She asks if Meg is free to entertain some prospective clients that night.
John makes some calls about this Evangeline Rodosovitch. Marco comes in and says he’s bothered by something: Was Danny really going to go to the Pier dedication? Ruh roh. But guess what: John has become a really good liar. He stays cool. Marco tells him that he’s going to pursue other leads. We watch John’s blood pressure rise but his face betrays nothing. Marco tells him sincerely that he wants to do something because Danny was John’s brother, and John has no choice but to say thank you. But great news! It’s all about Eric O’Dirtbag now — which pleases me.
Speaking of which, here’s our favorite dirtbag now! He’s remembering the night at the hotel when Danny brained that dude who was trying to kill him with a seashell. We remember that John was outside and didn’t try to stop him. We see Danny’s face settle into a somewhat indescribable — part murderous part sad — expression, and it cuts to him in a car with a tape recorder in the heavy Florida rain. He lights a cigarette and hits record.
Kevin is flip-flopping around at the shipyard. His partner is like, hey, dude are you okay? Kevin vamps that it’s all fine. His worker pal is not convinced. He says that ever since Danny died Kevin has been unfocused and his mind isn’t on the job. Kevin does his whole “no worries” thing. He tells poor Jake to relax.
NEXT: It’s a not-so-fun family dinner