Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 1, Episode 12 - The Sleep of Babies - full transcript
The club needs cash to fund Bobby's defense, but Clay's strategy leaves them in a vulnerable position. Abel comes home for the first time. But the homecoming party ends in tragedy.
♪ May God bless
and keep you always ♪
♪ May your wishes
all come true ♪
♪ May you always do for others ♪
♪ And let others do for you ♪
♪ May you build a ladder
to the stars ♪ I love you.
♪ And climb on every rung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
Sometimes I think you
love that bird more than me.
Sometimes I do.
♪ May you grow
up to be righteous ♪
♪ May you grow up to be true ♪
♪ May you always
know the truth ♪
♪ And see the lights
surrounding you ♪
♪ May you always be courageous ♪
♪ Stand upright and be strong ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
Hey.
♪ And may you stay ♪
Hey.
♪ Forever young ♪
Get out of here. Go on. Beat it.
Cut that shit out.
Get out of here.
All right, all
right. Go on. Get.
You crazy old shithead.
♪ May your hands
always be busy ♪
♪ May your feet
always be swift ♪
♪ May you have a
strong foundation ♪
♪ When the winds
of changes shift ♪
♪ May your heart
always be joyful ♪
♪ May your song always be sung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪ It's
your lucky day, little boy.
♪ May you stay ♪ You
get to join your family.
♪ Forever young ♪♪
♪ Riding through this world ♪
♪ All alone ♪
♪ God takes your soul ♪
♪ You're on your own ♪
♪ The crow flies straight ♪
♪ A perfect line ♪
♪ On the devil's bed ♪
♪ Until you die ♪
♪ Gotta look this life ♪
♪ In the eye ♪♪
Meeting's all set.
Oakland. 2:30.
Good.
Opie's wired. There's
no way in hell...
we're gonna be able to
separate him from everybody.
Everything we're doing.
We got to protect our guys.
It's got to happen today.
Okay.
The track on Opie's
pickup is working.
We're not getting anything
from the bug or the cell.
Check his truck when you can. He
might have been smart enough to sweep it.
What if Clay or one
of the others found it?
The pretrial for Hefner's
murder starts tomorrow.
The U.S. Attorney will have to
release the name of the witness,
so SAMCRO will know
that Opie isn't the snitch.
We can start making our case
tying him to Hefner's killing.
Just have to keep
him safe for another 24,
and then we can
arrest his shaggy ass.
I know she's here.
I wanna see her.
Clay Morrow wants to
see you. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's okay. Hey. Hey.
It's okay. It's okay.
You kick down my
doors. You hurt my wife.
You lock up one of my brothers
for a crime he didn't commit.
We'll let a jury of
his peers decide that.
What you did to Opie and
his family proves one thing...
You're desperate, 'cause
you got nothing on us.
It kills you, doesn't it?
To see me and my
guys living good lives.
Families, friends, nice homes.
You hate the fact...
that we get the same rights
and freedoms as you do.
Gee, you make me so
proud to be an American.
You're a fascist pig,
and what Otto did to you
is just the tip of the iceberg.
We're good.
Our retainer with Rosen
is good for one more week.
If this thing with
Bobby goes to trial,
we're gonna have to pony
up some serious up-front cash.
We have every dime in the
warehouse rebuild. I know.
I talked to Alvarez.
The Mayans want guns. They want them
right away. We ain't got nothing to sell.
Irish don't start
shipping till next month.
We pull our security surplus.
We sell 'em those. Wait a minute.
- I thought we didn't
sell that surplus.
- We don't.
We sell 'em those guns.
It's a goodwill gesture.
The Mayans turn
around, place a big order.
They give us half
the cash in advance.
It leaves us nothing
to protect the club.
I'm out of ideas here, Jax.
If we don't jump on
this deal, we lose it.
I'm just trying to help
Bobby here. I get that.
But A.T.F. are still camped
out at Unser's office.
- You really wanna
take that risk?
- We can do this smart.
We set up two locations
in Oakland, right?
We pick up the money from one.
We drop off the guns at the other.
This way even if the feds are watching
us, they never see guns for money.
Why would the feds
still be trailing us?
Maybe they're pissed
off 'cause you didn't turn.
You and Tig pick up the money.
Me and Jax drop off the guns.
I'll go with Ope and Tig. Nah,
nah, nah. The fewer the better.
Why don't you just go up to the
warehouse, let me know how that's going.
Just some bullshit errand.
I got stuff to do.
Hey.
I think that's all of them.
It's just some liability stuff.
Is something wrong?
With Abel leaving,
I just realized
it's not just you.
You have a son. I...
We need to think
about what we're doing.
You really wanna
talk about this, huh?
'Cause the one upside of Wendy, she was
usually too wasted for relationship chats.
Well, I'm painfully sober.
I can see that.
I'm not getting
out of this, am I?
No.
My shit was crazy, Tara.
That "I got to be with you every minute
or I'm gonna kill myself" type of crazy.
I know. Look,
the way I feel about
you hasn't changed.
I can still go there.
But this can't be that.
'Cause we got to
figure out what's right.
But I'm not trying to
avoid this, what we have.
Just gotta take a minute
to know what to do.
Okay.
You can have a minute.
Where you been?
Here. Take the other end.
I know what you're doing.
Hanging a banner?
With me and Tara.
What am I doing?
Using me to hurt her and Jax.
Asking me if I still love him,
do I want my family together.
That was all about pushing
her out of the picture.
It didn't change anything.
I still meant everything I said.
What do you care
what my motives are?
You still get the thing
you want the most.
So do I.
I was okay with you slipping
me enough crank to kill a horse.
Because of what I did
to Abel, I deserved that.
But I am not the same
person I was two months ago.
I can't be a part of this.
You're playing with
people's lives, Gemma.
I'm protecting the innocent.
If I step on a few toes in
the meanwhile, so be it.
Jesus. You really
believe that, don't you?
So what?
Putting down that needle for a few weeks
somehow gives you the right to judge me?
You better take a good,
long look, sweetheart,
'cause you are burning a hole through
the very thing you can't wait to become.
Maybe that's why you
hate yourself so much.
The sooner you accept that,
the sooner you put
down this holy crutch.
Jesus... is just a guy
who cuts my lawn.
If you need anything, I just
want you to ask Agent Yost,
who'll be staying with you,
okay? When does the trial begin?
We don't know exactly. But soon.
Is it gonna take a
long time? I'm not sure.
Uh, don't worry, okay? We
have sheriffs on the street.
I have my people
staying with you.
It'll all be over before
you know it. Okay.
Come on.
You think this is a bad idea.
- Yeah. I do.
- Clay made a deal
with the Mayans...
to make sure the war
didn't reach Charming.
It's bigger than that now.
What?
Let's just get this done.
Hey, man, if you think I'm
walking into something...
Look at the last
few months, man.
The warehouse gets blown up.
Mayans tried to kill
Clay. Bobby's in jail.
We got A.T.F. trying to
stick RICO up our ass.
How much longer do
you think this club's got?
We're better than this, man.
My old man?
He saw the nightmare coming.
He was smart, Ope.
Way smarter than me.
He had ideas about
where to take the club.
You know? Legitimate
ways to earn.
He knew.
Sam Crow's got to
change to survive.
Clay'll never walk
away from running guns.
I know.
He's made that very clear.
Well, a few more years,
he won't be able to turn the
throttle, and you'll be number one.
And Bobby and Tig?
Pushing them in a new direction?
Jesus Christ.
Two immovable objects.
Irresistible force.
It could happen.
Hey, Ope. Donna's here. Thanks.
Probably best not to greet
her with two bags of guns.
Yeah.
Hey.
Hey.
I'm sorry to bother you. No.
It's all right. What's up, babe?
Your mom wants to take the kids
to Fun Town and then to dinner.
I didn't wanna say
yes until I talked to you.
Mom's volunteering to
spend time with the kids.
Yeah. I guess she had
a good time with them.
You know, you really
should talk to her, Ope.
I think she's just finding excuses
to stay around until she sees you.
Yeah. Maybe.
Yeah. She can take the kids.
That means we'll have the
house to ourselves for a while.
Shit.
Jax is having a party for Abel.
It's a homecoming thing. Oh!
You don't have to go.
But I got to swing
by and drop off a gift.
I wanna go. Abel
coming home is a big deal.
Our family should be
there. Yeah, we should.
I'd like that.
I'll tell Mary to bring the
kids home before dinner.
Okay.
You really doing this for
your kids? Yes, ma'am.
Got two boys.
Uncle Sam cut off my aid. Again.
You look pretty
able-bodied to me.
There's got to be something
better you can be doing...
than holding up clever
signs and begging.
It's hard for me to
hold down a job, ma'am,
on account of
the mental illness.
Tend to fly into rages.
No apparent reason.
Since when is that
a mental illness?
Don't shoot this into your arm.
That's kind and generous.
Thank you, ma'am.
Abel will help my little boys.
What?
Able to help my little boys.
Bless you.
Glad you're still in one piece.
Yeah. It's been a
real exciting month.
Should I be worried
about eyes on us? Ah.
Nobody knows I'm here,
including my own crew.
Shit looks serious, man.
What's giving you
worry? It's Alvarez.
He tried to off me.
I needed to buy some time,
prevent the war
from hitting Charming.
Told him I'd sell him some guns.
You're selling to the Mayans?
That's why you and me are talking.
There's a meet arranged
for this afternoon.
Alvarez thinks he'll be
getting his first gun shipment.
He ain't.
Time and locations of the deal.
Guns at one, money at the other.
I want you and your
crew to step on both ends.
I put a bullet in Alvarez, you
drop as many wetbacks as you can.
And why in the good Lord's name
would I be doing your dirty work?
Keep the guns.
I keep the money,
and, uh, this FUBAR...
helps move our relationship
back to monogamous.
I know you've been buying
guns from the Russians,
three times the mark-up,
half the selection.
If you wanna waste your hard-earned
heroin money on that shit, you be my guest.
I'll feed the competition
with the better bullet.
What are the weapons?
AKs, MAC-10s, combat shotguns.
About 25K worth of hardware.
All right.
We'll, uh... We'll
make the deal.
And then you wait until me
and my crew are safe and clear.
Join the party.
Hey, look, man, I
understand the need...
to make an executive
decision for the good of the club.
I get it. The Opie thing
makes sense to me.
But this... We have made a
club-wide peace with the Mayans.
We can't... The
peace stays intact.
The Mayans are gonna think that
the Niners got their intel off the streets,
stepped on the deal,
and all we got to do is spin
the angry black man story.
Play the niggers
against the wetbacks.
I like it.
So how do we handle
our other problem?
Just before the Niners jump in,
put a bullet in the
back of Opie's head.
This way even if
A.T.F. crashes the party,
there's no illegal guns.
Opie looks like the victim
of gangland violence.
And we blame the
angry black man.
It's the American way.
Donna took the truck to
get groceries. We checked.
The bug's been ripped
out, and Opie's cell is dead.
Clay found it. He thinks
Opie's working for us.
That's what this morning was.
He's feeling guilty about
what he might have to do.
How do we handle this?
Put an extra team on him.
We have to keep Opie
in one piece. I'm on it.
I'll, uh... I'll meet you back
there. Okay. Take care.
Hey. You looking for me?
Yeah. I need to
ask you a question.
Okay.
Are you with Jax?
Uh, I... I don't know
how to answer that.
Do you love him?
I'm not comfortable having
this conversation with you.
I don't give a shit what
you're comfortable with.
We've spoken over a half a dozen
times in the past couple of days.
You don't think you might have mentioned
that you're sleeping with my husband?
Ex-husband.
Two more months
before that's official. Okay?
He's my husband,
and Abel is our son.
You need to check into your
sober-living facility, get some time.
If you and Jax are
supposed to be together,
he'll be there when you get out.
And where will you be?
I have to get back to work.
She'll never let
you be with him.
Gemma hates you.
She'll do whatever she
can to keep you guys apart.
You may as well quit
while you're still ahead,
or alive, for that matter.
Let me borrow your cell.
I got to check in with Donna.
Here. Thanks.
Found mine in a pitcher of beer.
You know anything about
that? Maybe it was thirsty.
Do you ever see your kids?
Once or twice a year.
Not hard for you? Used to be.
It was two girls, right?
Dawn and Fawn.
Yeah, I know.
That's her voice
mail. Thanks again.
- You're early.
- Ain't early,
you're late.
What?
I hate dolls, man.
They creep me out. Back here.
That's some story
that needs to be told.
Let's go. Let's do this, man.
That's 30 for these. Thirty up
front for the order next month.
Custom scopes.
We know.
Call him. Tell him
to give 'em the cash.
- Niners. Niners.
- Hey!
Goddamn, Laroy.
In the back. In the back.
Oh, shit.
You dead.
Shit. Thanks, man.
Let's go.
What the hell
happened here, Clay?
Clay! Lay some down.
Get in!
Was this a mistake, or was Laroy
sending a message? I don't know.
This could be the
worst-case scenario.
Niners want us dead.
Mayans won't trust us.
We'll lose our customer base.
Gain two huge beefs.
Broke with no guns.
Shit. That's Gemma.
- I'm on my way.
- Can you pick up Wendy?
Yeah. Be there in a few.
All right, baby.
I got to go pick up my kid.
- We need something good
right now. Go get him.
- All right.
See you at the house. Yep.
What the hell was that, man?
It was like the angry black man was
even angrier than we thought, huh?
Laroy definitely
double-crossed us.
And Ope?
Nah, I couldn't.
Couldn't get a clear shot.
Well, if... if the Niners
are that pissed, maybe...
Maybe they bring
their rage to Charming.
I mean, they saw Opie's
truck at the money drop.
What, a drive-by?
Got to be tonight,
after the party.
Make it ghetto. Make
it gangster. All right.
I've been looking
all over for you.
What the hell you doing in here?
The only place I can think
without the A.T.F. buzzing around.
I can relate. I got
some information.
And if I give it to you, then
I'm betraying my badge.
And if I don't,
someone could get hurt.
That badge?
It ain't even real silver.
What do you need
to tell me, son?
This might be your
most insidious move yet.
You have to be more specific.
Convincing Wendy she might actually have
a shot of winning back Jax and her family.
That's a lot of false hope
to lay on a recovering addict.
I don't know where
you're going with this,
but I was trying to help Wendy,
encourage her efforts to change.
Yes, you are the
embodiment of encouragement.
Hey.
Hey, little man.
We're busting you
out of this place.
Aw. Oh, it's okay. Thanks, Doc.
Yeah.
Appreciate it. All right.
Let's get this family home.
Hey!
Yes. Look at this.
Congratulations,
Jax. Look at that.
He's beautiful, Jax. He
ready for his first brewski?
Come on.
It's you and Grandpa, huh?
My boss is pulling
the plug on Charming.
Why?
The Mayan body count in
Oakland pissed off the F.B.I.,
and I have to settle for
Munson, squeeze him for the rest.
Opie made his own bed.
Yeah, and Clay thinks
you're in that bed with him.
Okay, this guy's in danger.
The witness's identity
will be out tomorrow.
SAMCRO will know
that he is not the snitch.
Look, a lot of shit
can happen overnight.
Okay? You cannot
pull your detail off him.
It's out of my hands.
You know, you guys
are unbelievable.
You storm in here, and you
turn this town upside down,
and then you just walk away,
and you leave us with this mess.
We had some fun though. Right?
♪♪
Hey, Lowell, how you
doing, man? Good.
Yeah? You good? He's
gonna crawl up. Watch this.
You think he can
keep this up? Yeah.
No hands.
When these kids get
older, they lose their nerve.
No, no. Watch it. Watch
my hands. Watch my hands.
I got to see how you
drink this. No, no. Watch it.
Ellie, can you scare
him? Scare him.
You're doing okay? Yeah.
You wanna try it again?
Hold still. Hold
very, very still.
'Cause this could be... We're
gonna sell this on the road.
You and I are gonna make
a lot of money doing this.
I'll be right back.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Now I want to drink.
Thank you very much.
- What's the matter?
- Nothing. It's just...
Look, Wendy's like
a heartbeat sober.
We don't want to do
anything to set her off.
Because she's still
in love with you? No.
I'm just saying we
should be cool...
with whatever this is
around her, you know?
Whatever this is?
You know what I
mean. No, I don't.
Tara. No!
♪♪ Tara.
Do me a favor. Make
sure Tara gets home okay.
Don't ask. Okay.
What happened? I got no idea.
Sorry.
Yeah, I can see that.
We got to head out.
They've had a long day.
All right. Thanks for coming.
I'm glad Abel's home. Thanks.
Come on, kids. Let's go.
Come on, guys.
Come on, guys. Bye.
Bye, guys. Bye, Donna.
Bye, Kenny.
Bye, Ellie.
Okay, kids, seat belts.
Put on your seat belt.
Bye.
See you later.
Love you, kids. Bye.
Hey, you coming right home?
- Yeah. Why?
- I wanna come back
and help Gemma clean up.
Stay. I can take the kids
home, put 'em in bed.
You sure? Yeah.
Thanks, baby. You're welcome.
You got some cash? Gemma
needs powder for the dishwasher.
Love you. Love you back.
- Good night, babies.
- Good night, Mommy.
Whoa! Look at that!
Now, this is the trick.
What's going on?
Sorry to bother you
on this occasion,
but I got some information
that probably shouldn't wait.
Hey, listen, if it's about that
Niner-Mayan shooting in Oakland...
No, No, No. No. It's about Opie.
What about him?
I know A.T.F.'s been
hanging him out as a rat.
But that ain't the case.
He's not working for them.
The wires on him...
Not to his knowledge.
The witness is somebody that lives
in the building where Hefner got killed.
That's who fingered Bobby Elvis.
How do you know this?
Hale. He's been privy to all of it.
I just thought you
should know that,
in case you were having
doubts about loyalty and such.
I appreciate that.
Tell Jax I'm glad his
boy's come home. Yeah.
Come on.
Please leave your
message at the tone.
You all right, baby?
What is it?
Shit.
Shit!
Donna? Donna! Donna!
Whoa, whoa. Sir.
It's all right. Let him in.
Oh, God.
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby.
What do we know?
A guy walking his dog saw a
black S.U.V. roll up on the truck.
Shot her through
the back window.
Did they see the
guy? Was he black?
He couldn't say. Jesus.
Unless Donna's been living
some kind of double life,
I'm thinking this brutality
was meant for Opie.
Uh, some scumbag
made a tragic mistake.
Yeah, I guess that's
a pretty fair guess.
Oh, baby.
Hey, come on, man.
Come on. Come on.
Come on, Ope.
I told you this
shit would go bad.
This blood's on
you. Back off, Hale.
I'm sorry.
I am so sorry, baby.
Yeah.
How's Opie doing?
You should go home, Mom.
What about the baby?
I can take care of my son.
You sure?
It's time for me
to do this, Mom.
Okay, baby. Okay.
♪ May God bless
and keep you always ♪
♪ May your wishes
all come true ♪
♪ May you always do for others ♪
♪ And let others do for you ♪
♪ May you build a
ladder to the stars ♪
♪ And climb on every rung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you grow
up to be righteous ♪
♪ May you grow up to be true ♪
♪ May you always
know the truth ♪
♪ And see the lights
surrounding you ♪
♪ May you always be courageous ♪
♪ Stand upright and be strong ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May your hands
always be busy ♪
♪ May your feet
always be swift ♪
♪ May you have a
strong foundation ♪
♪ When the winds
of changes shift ♪
♪ And may your
heart always be joyful ♪
♪ May your song always be sung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪♪
and keep you always ♪
♪ May your wishes
all come true ♪
♪ May you always do for others ♪
♪ And let others do for you ♪
♪ May you build a ladder
to the stars ♪ I love you.
♪ And climb on every rung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
Sometimes I think you
love that bird more than me.
Sometimes I do.
♪ May you grow
up to be righteous ♪
♪ May you grow up to be true ♪
♪ May you always
know the truth ♪
♪ And see the lights
surrounding you ♪
♪ May you always be courageous ♪
♪ Stand upright and be strong ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
Hey.
♪ And may you stay ♪
Hey.
♪ Forever young ♪
Get out of here. Go on. Beat it.
Cut that shit out.
Get out of here.
All right, all
right. Go on. Get.
You crazy old shithead.
♪ May your hands
always be busy ♪
♪ May your feet
always be swift ♪
♪ May you have a
strong foundation ♪
♪ When the winds
of changes shift ♪
♪ May your heart
always be joyful ♪
♪ May your song always be sung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪ It's
your lucky day, little boy.
♪ May you stay ♪ You
get to join your family.
♪ Forever young ♪♪
♪ Riding through this world ♪
♪ All alone ♪
♪ God takes your soul ♪
♪ You're on your own ♪
♪ The crow flies straight ♪
♪ A perfect line ♪
♪ On the devil's bed ♪
♪ Until you die ♪
♪ Gotta look this life ♪
♪ In the eye ♪♪
Meeting's all set.
Oakland. 2:30.
Good.
Opie's wired. There's
no way in hell...
we're gonna be able to
separate him from everybody.
Everything we're doing.
We got to protect our guys.
It's got to happen today.
Okay.
The track on Opie's
pickup is working.
We're not getting anything
from the bug or the cell.
Check his truck when you can. He
might have been smart enough to sweep it.
What if Clay or one
of the others found it?
The pretrial for Hefner's
murder starts tomorrow.
The U.S. Attorney will have to
release the name of the witness,
so SAMCRO will know
that Opie isn't the snitch.
We can start making our case
tying him to Hefner's killing.
Just have to keep
him safe for another 24,
and then we can
arrest his shaggy ass.
I know she's here.
I wanna see her.
Clay Morrow wants to
see you. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's okay. Hey. Hey.
It's okay. It's okay.
You kick down my
doors. You hurt my wife.
You lock up one of my brothers
for a crime he didn't commit.
We'll let a jury of
his peers decide that.
What you did to Opie and
his family proves one thing...
You're desperate, 'cause
you got nothing on us.
It kills you, doesn't it?
To see me and my
guys living good lives.
Families, friends, nice homes.
You hate the fact...
that we get the same rights
and freedoms as you do.
Gee, you make me so
proud to be an American.
You're a fascist pig,
and what Otto did to you
is just the tip of the iceberg.
We're good.
Our retainer with Rosen
is good for one more week.
If this thing with
Bobby goes to trial,
we're gonna have to pony
up some serious up-front cash.
We have every dime in the
warehouse rebuild. I know.
I talked to Alvarez.
The Mayans want guns. They want them
right away. We ain't got nothing to sell.
Irish don't start
shipping till next month.
We pull our security surplus.
We sell 'em those. Wait a minute.
- I thought we didn't
sell that surplus.
- We don't.
We sell 'em those guns.
It's a goodwill gesture.
The Mayans turn
around, place a big order.
They give us half
the cash in advance.
It leaves us nothing
to protect the club.
I'm out of ideas here, Jax.
If we don't jump on
this deal, we lose it.
I'm just trying to help
Bobby here. I get that.
But A.T.F. are still camped
out at Unser's office.
- You really wanna
take that risk?
- We can do this smart.
We set up two locations
in Oakland, right?
We pick up the money from one.
We drop off the guns at the other.
This way even if the feds are watching
us, they never see guns for money.
Why would the feds
still be trailing us?
Maybe they're pissed
off 'cause you didn't turn.
You and Tig pick up the money.
Me and Jax drop off the guns.
I'll go with Ope and Tig. Nah,
nah, nah. The fewer the better.
Why don't you just go up to the
warehouse, let me know how that's going.
Just some bullshit errand.
I got stuff to do.
Hey.
I think that's all of them.
It's just some liability stuff.
Is something wrong?
With Abel leaving,
I just realized
it's not just you.
You have a son. I...
We need to think
about what we're doing.
You really wanna
talk about this, huh?
'Cause the one upside of Wendy, she was
usually too wasted for relationship chats.
Well, I'm painfully sober.
I can see that.
I'm not getting
out of this, am I?
No.
My shit was crazy, Tara.
That "I got to be with you every minute
or I'm gonna kill myself" type of crazy.
I know. Look,
the way I feel about
you hasn't changed.
I can still go there.
But this can't be that.
'Cause we got to
figure out what's right.
But I'm not trying to
avoid this, what we have.
Just gotta take a minute
to know what to do.
Okay.
You can have a minute.
Where you been?
Here. Take the other end.
I know what you're doing.
Hanging a banner?
With me and Tara.
What am I doing?
Using me to hurt her and Jax.
Asking me if I still love him,
do I want my family together.
That was all about pushing
her out of the picture.
It didn't change anything.
I still meant everything I said.
What do you care
what my motives are?
You still get the thing
you want the most.
So do I.
I was okay with you slipping
me enough crank to kill a horse.
Because of what I did
to Abel, I deserved that.
But I am not the same
person I was two months ago.
I can't be a part of this.
You're playing with
people's lives, Gemma.
I'm protecting the innocent.
If I step on a few toes in
the meanwhile, so be it.
Jesus. You really
believe that, don't you?
So what?
Putting down that needle for a few weeks
somehow gives you the right to judge me?
You better take a good,
long look, sweetheart,
'cause you are burning a hole through
the very thing you can't wait to become.
Maybe that's why you
hate yourself so much.
The sooner you accept that,
the sooner you put
down this holy crutch.
Jesus... is just a guy
who cuts my lawn.
If you need anything, I just
want you to ask Agent Yost,
who'll be staying with you,
okay? When does the trial begin?
We don't know exactly. But soon.
Is it gonna take a
long time? I'm not sure.
Uh, don't worry, okay? We
have sheriffs on the street.
I have my people
staying with you.
It'll all be over before
you know it. Okay.
Come on.
You think this is a bad idea.
- Yeah. I do.
- Clay made a deal
with the Mayans...
to make sure the war
didn't reach Charming.
It's bigger than that now.
What?
Let's just get this done.
Hey, man, if you think I'm
walking into something...
Look at the last
few months, man.
The warehouse gets blown up.
Mayans tried to kill
Clay. Bobby's in jail.
We got A.T.F. trying to
stick RICO up our ass.
How much longer do
you think this club's got?
We're better than this, man.
My old man?
He saw the nightmare coming.
He was smart, Ope.
Way smarter than me.
He had ideas about
where to take the club.
You know? Legitimate
ways to earn.
He knew.
Sam Crow's got to
change to survive.
Clay'll never walk
away from running guns.
I know.
He's made that very clear.
Well, a few more years,
he won't be able to turn the
throttle, and you'll be number one.
And Bobby and Tig?
Pushing them in a new direction?
Jesus Christ.
Two immovable objects.
Irresistible force.
It could happen.
Hey, Ope. Donna's here. Thanks.
Probably best not to greet
her with two bags of guns.
Yeah.
Hey.
Hey.
I'm sorry to bother you. No.
It's all right. What's up, babe?
Your mom wants to take the kids
to Fun Town and then to dinner.
I didn't wanna say
yes until I talked to you.
Mom's volunteering to
spend time with the kids.
Yeah. I guess she had
a good time with them.
You know, you really
should talk to her, Ope.
I think she's just finding excuses
to stay around until she sees you.
Yeah. Maybe.
Yeah. She can take the kids.
That means we'll have the
house to ourselves for a while.
Shit.
Jax is having a party for Abel.
It's a homecoming thing. Oh!
You don't have to go.
But I got to swing
by and drop off a gift.
I wanna go. Abel
coming home is a big deal.
Our family should be
there. Yeah, we should.
I'd like that.
I'll tell Mary to bring the
kids home before dinner.
Okay.
You really doing this for
your kids? Yes, ma'am.
Got two boys.
Uncle Sam cut off my aid. Again.
You look pretty
able-bodied to me.
There's got to be something
better you can be doing...
than holding up clever
signs and begging.
It's hard for me to
hold down a job, ma'am,
on account of
the mental illness.
Tend to fly into rages.
No apparent reason.
Since when is that
a mental illness?
Don't shoot this into your arm.
That's kind and generous.
Thank you, ma'am.
Abel will help my little boys.
What?
Able to help my little boys.
Bless you.
Glad you're still in one piece.
Yeah. It's been a
real exciting month.
Should I be worried
about eyes on us? Ah.
Nobody knows I'm here,
including my own crew.
Shit looks serious, man.
What's giving you
worry? It's Alvarez.
He tried to off me.
I needed to buy some time,
prevent the war
from hitting Charming.
Told him I'd sell him some guns.
You're selling to the Mayans?
That's why you and me are talking.
There's a meet arranged
for this afternoon.
Alvarez thinks he'll be
getting his first gun shipment.
He ain't.
Time and locations of the deal.
Guns at one, money at the other.
I want you and your
crew to step on both ends.
I put a bullet in Alvarez, you
drop as many wetbacks as you can.
And why in the good Lord's name
would I be doing your dirty work?
Keep the guns.
I keep the money,
and, uh, this FUBAR...
helps move our relationship
back to monogamous.
I know you've been buying
guns from the Russians,
three times the mark-up,
half the selection.
If you wanna waste your hard-earned
heroin money on that shit, you be my guest.
I'll feed the competition
with the better bullet.
What are the weapons?
AKs, MAC-10s, combat shotguns.
About 25K worth of hardware.
All right.
We'll, uh... We'll
make the deal.
And then you wait until me
and my crew are safe and clear.
Join the party.
Hey, look, man, I
understand the need...
to make an executive
decision for the good of the club.
I get it. The Opie thing
makes sense to me.
But this... We have made a
club-wide peace with the Mayans.
We can't... The
peace stays intact.
The Mayans are gonna think that
the Niners got their intel off the streets,
stepped on the deal,
and all we got to do is spin
the angry black man story.
Play the niggers
against the wetbacks.
I like it.
So how do we handle
our other problem?
Just before the Niners jump in,
put a bullet in the
back of Opie's head.
This way even if
A.T.F. crashes the party,
there's no illegal guns.
Opie looks like the victim
of gangland violence.
And we blame the
angry black man.
It's the American way.
Donna took the truck to
get groceries. We checked.
The bug's been ripped
out, and Opie's cell is dead.
Clay found it. He thinks
Opie's working for us.
That's what this morning was.
He's feeling guilty about
what he might have to do.
How do we handle this?
Put an extra team on him.
We have to keep Opie
in one piece. I'm on it.
I'll, uh... I'll meet you back
there. Okay. Take care.
Hey. You looking for me?
Yeah. I need to
ask you a question.
Okay.
Are you with Jax?
Uh, I... I don't know
how to answer that.
Do you love him?
I'm not comfortable having
this conversation with you.
I don't give a shit what
you're comfortable with.
We've spoken over a half a dozen
times in the past couple of days.
You don't think you might have mentioned
that you're sleeping with my husband?
Ex-husband.
Two more months
before that's official. Okay?
He's my husband,
and Abel is our son.
You need to check into your
sober-living facility, get some time.
If you and Jax are
supposed to be together,
he'll be there when you get out.
And where will you be?
I have to get back to work.
She'll never let
you be with him.
Gemma hates you.
She'll do whatever she
can to keep you guys apart.
You may as well quit
while you're still ahead,
or alive, for that matter.
Let me borrow your cell.
I got to check in with Donna.
Here. Thanks.
Found mine in a pitcher of beer.
You know anything about
that? Maybe it was thirsty.
Do you ever see your kids?
Once or twice a year.
Not hard for you? Used to be.
It was two girls, right?
Dawn and Fawn.
Yeah, I know.
That's her voice
mail. Thanks again.
- You're early.
- Ain't early,
you're late.
What?
I hate dolls, man.
They creep me out. Back here.
That's some story
that needs to be told.
Let's go. Let's do this, man.
That's 30 for these. Thirty up
front for the order next month.
Custom scopes.
We know.
Call him. Tell him
to give 'em the cash.
- Niners. Niners.
- Hey!
Goddamn, Laroy.
In the back. In the back.
Oh, shit.
You dead.
Shit. Thanks, man.
Let's go.
What the hell
happened here, Clay?
Clay! Lay some down.
Get in!
Was this a mistake, or was Laroy
sending a message? I don't know.
This could be the
worst-case scenario.
Niners want us dead.
Mayans won't trust us.
We'll lose our customer base.
Gain two huge beefs.
Broke with no guns.
Shit. That's Gemma.
- I'm on my way.
- Can you pick up Wendy?
Yeah. Be there in a few.
All right, baby.
I got to go pick up my kid.
- We need something good
right now. Go get him.
- All right.
See you at the house. Yep.
What the hell was that, man?
It was like the angry black man was
even angrier than we thought, huh?
Laroy definitely
double-crossed us.
And Ope?
Nah, I couldn't.
Couldn't get a clear shot.
Well, if... if the Niners
are that pissed, maybe...
Maybe they bring
their rage to Charming.
I mean, they saw Opie's
truck at the money drop.
What, a drive-by?
Got to be tonight,
after the party.
Make it ghetto. Make
it gangster. All right.
I've been looking
all over for you.
What the hell you doing in here?
The only place I can think
without the A.T.F. buzzing around.
I can relate. I got
some information.
And if I give it to you, then
I'm betraying my badge.
And if I don't,
someone could get hurt.
That badge?
It ain't even real silver.
What do you need
to tell me, son?
This might be your
most insidious move yet.
You have to be more specific.
Convincing Wendy she might actually have
a shot of winning back Jax and her family.
That's a lot of false hope
to lay on a recovering addict.
I don't know where
you're going with this,
but I was trying to help Wendy,
encourage her efforts to change.
Yes, you are the
embodiment of encouragement.
Hey.
Hey, little man.
We're busting you
out of this place.
Aw. Oh, it's okay. Thanks, Doc.
Yeah.
Appreciate it. All right.
Let's get this family home.
Hey!
Yes. Look at this.
Congratulations,
Jax. Look at that.
He's beautiful, Jax. He
ready for his first brewski?
Come on.
It's you and Grandpa, huh?
My boss is pulling
the plug on Charming.
Why?
The Mayan body count in
Oakland pissed off the F.B.I.,
and I have to settle for
Munson, squeeze him for the rest.
Opie made his own bed.
Yeah, and Clay thinks
you're in that bed with him.
Okay, this guy's in danger.
The witness's identity
will be out tomorrow.
SAMCRO will know
that he is not the snitch.
Look, a lot of shit
can happen overnight.
Okay? You cannot
pull your detail off him.
It's out of my hands.
You know, you guys
are unbelievable.
You storm in here, and you
turn this town upside down,
and then you just walk away,
and you leave us with this mess.
We had some fun though. Right?
♪♪
Hey, Lowell, how you
doing, man? Good.
Yeah? You good? He's
gonna crawl up. Watch this.
You think he can
keep this up? Yeah.
No hands.
When these kids get
older, they lose their nerve.
No, no. Watch it. Watch
my hands. Watch my hands.
I got to see how you
drink this. No, no. Watch it.
Ellie, can you scare
him? Scare him.
You're doing okay? Yeah.
You wanna try it again?
Hold still. Hold
very, very still.
'Cause this could be... We're
gonna sell this on the road.
You and I are gonna make
a lot of money doing this.
I'll be right back.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Now I want to drink.
Thank you very much.
- What's the matter?
- Nothing. It's just...
Look, Wendy's like
a heartbeat sober.
We don't want to do
anything to set her off.
Because she's still
in love with you? No.
I'm just saying we
should be cool...
with whatever this is
around her, you know?
Whatever this is?
You know what I
mean. No, I don't.
Tara. No!
♪♪ Tara.
Do me a favor. Make
sure Tara gets home okay.
Don't ask. Okay.
What happened? I got no idea.
Sorry.
Yeah, I can see that.
We got to head out.
They've had a long day.
All right. Thanks for coming.
I'm glad Abel's home. Thanks.
Come on, kids. Let's go.
Come on, guys.
Come on, guys. Bye.
Bye, guys. Bye, Donna.
Bye, Kenny.
Bye, Ellie.
Okay, kids, seat belts.
Put on your seat belt.
Bye.
See you later.
Love you, kids. Bye.
Hey, you coming right home?
- Yeah. Why?
- I wanna come back
and help Gemma clean up.
Stay. I can take the kids
home, put 'em in bed.
You sure? Yeah.
Thanks, baby. You're welcome.
You got some cash? Gemma
needs powder for the dishwasher.
Love you. Love you back.
- Good night, babies.
- Good night, Mommy.
Whoa! Look at that!
Now, this is the trick.
What's going on?
Sorry to bother you
on this occasion,
but I got some information
that probably shouldn't wait.
Hey, listen, if it's about that
Niner-Mayan shooting in Oakland...
No, No, No. No. It's about Opie.
What about him?
I know A.T.F.'s been
hanging him out as a rat.
But that ain't the case.
He's not working for them.
The wires on him...
Not to his knowledge.
The witness is somebody that lives
in the building where Hefner got killed.
That's who fingered Bobby Elvis.
How do you know this?
Hale. He's been privy to all of it.
I just thought you
should know that,
in case you were having
doubts about loyalty and such.
I appreciate that.
Tell Jax I'm glad his
boy's come home. Yeah.
Come on.
Please leave your
message at the tone.
You all right, baby?
What is it?
Shit.
Shit!
Donna? Donna! Donna!
Whoa, whoa. Sir.
It's all right. Let him in.
Oh, God.
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby.
What do we know?
A guy walking his dog saw a
black S.U.V. roll up on the truck.
Shot her through
the back window.
Did they see the
guy? Was he black?
He couldn't say. Jesus.
Unless Donna's been living
some kind of double life,
I'm thinking this brutality
was meant for Opie.
Uh, some scumbag
made a tragic mistake.
Yeah, I guess that's
a pretty fair guess.
Oh, baby.
Hey, come on, man.
Come on. Come on.
Come on, Ope.
I told you this
shit would go bad.
This blood's on
you. Back off, Hale.
I'm sorry.
I am so sorry, baby.
Yeah.
How's Opie doing?
You should go home, Mom.
What about the baby?
I can take care of my son.
You sure?
It's time for me
to do this, Mom.
Okay, baby. Okay.
♪ May God bless
and keep you always ♪
♪ May your wishes
all come true ♪
♪ May you always do for others ♪
♪ And let others do for you ♪
♪ May you build a
ladder to the stars ♪
♪ And climb on every rung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you grow
up to be righteous ♪
♪ May you grow up to be true ♪
♪ May you always
know the truth ♪
♪ And see the lights
surrounding you ♪
♪ May you always be courageous ♪
♪ Stand upright and be strong ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May you stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ May your hands
always be busy ♪
♪ May your feet
always be swift ♪
♪ May you have a
strong foundation ♪
♪ When the winds
of changes shift ♪
♪ And may your
heart always be joyful ♪
♪ May your song always be sung ♪
♪ And may you stay ♪
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