Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 2, Episode 11 - Service - full transcript

I wanted to tell you.

You did the right thing,
keeping her secret.

You had no choice.

You're going after Zobelle?

Yeah.

I'd do the same for you.

You already did.

You can't help but wondering...

Your dad's manuscript.

Would that be his solution?

More violence?



If Gemma had gotten
raped on John's watch,

he'd have written a
whole different book.

It's all right. It's okay.

Sorry. I know it's late.

- I'll get him.
- I got it.

Come on.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey. Shh.

I'm sorry, Son.

So am I.

What they did to
your mother... I know.

Charges pending.

Feds in town.



This retaliation
needs to be smart.

I can't do it without you.

I'm not going anywhere.

How do you want to handle it?

We kill 'em all.

♪ 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 ♪♪

Guessing this has to do with those
patches being back on your cut?

Yeah.

- I'm not going Nomad.
- That's good news,
Jackie boy.

Just listen up.

The night of Bobby's party,

Gemma never drove
into no barricade.

She was jumped... on 18.

They, uh, took her to the utility
house... three of Zobelle's crew.

And they gave her
a message to deliver.

"Stop selling guns."

They raped her.

What?

Oh, God.

Jesus, Clay.

I'm so sorry.

One of them was Weston.

What do we do?

We get bloody. And then we
chop their goddamn heads off!

- That's it! That is it!
- Yes! Yes!

No!

We ain't ever seen
an assault like this.

And as much as I would
like to cut their hearts out,

show of force just
puts us back in jail.

We gotta do what
they've been doin'.

You know, find a
weakness. Unravel them.

And until then, nobody reacts.

You see Zobelle, you see Weston,
you see any of the crew, you...

You swallow the urge to
kill them and you walk on.

Understood?

Yeah.

Yeah.

We gotta get our hands on
some guns. Cupboard is bare.

Chinese gun source is laying
low since the immigration snafu.

It's gonna be weeks before
we see any of that shit.

We gotta tap our personal stock.

- All right.
- Everyone bring in
what you got.

It's open.

♪♪

Mornin'. Hey.

Doing okay?

Sure.

It was brave,
doing what you did.

Well, had to be done.

Snap Jax and Clay
out of their bullshit.

Had to be done for you.

Do you want to talk about it?

There's nothing to talk about.

Clay is never gonna want to be inside
something that's been ripped up like me.

Jesus Christ, Gemma.
Clay loves you.

Love don't mean shit.

Men need to own their pussy.

His has been violated.

He'll find another.

It's what they do.

Jesus. I thought
you were at work.

I have that vacation time.

Right.

Shit, I'm sorry we can't go.

Of course. I know.

Did you see my mom? Yeah.

She's kind of numb.

Maybe you could keep
an eye on her today.

Okay.

I love you.

I love you too.

I got suspended from St. Thomas.

They... figured out
what I did for Chibs.

There's a hearing in two weeks.

Jesus Christ. What
does that mean?

Worst-case scenario,
I lose my license.

Best case, a black mark that
follows me my whole career. Shit.

I wasn't gonna tell you. It's the
last thing you need with everything...

that's been going
on, but I just... I don't...

I don't want any
more secrets, Jax.

It's okay.

We'll get through it.
Just like everything else.

You know it would kill me if I knew
you were sleeping with other women.

What?

Cheating. That's a...
It's a deal-breaker for me.

And at some point, playing
house isn't gonna be enough.

Tara, can we talk about this...
I'm gonna want a baby or two.

Jesus Christ. And
I need to know...

that whatever this is, it's
heading in that direction. Tara.

I know. I'm sorry. I just...

I needed to say all of that.

Probably should've
done it in smaller doses.

I haven't been with
anyone since this became...

whatever this is.

And I wouldn't have told
you all the shit that I have...

if I didn't think this was
moving toward something more.

It's all right. Come here.

You want some
orange juice with that?

Sorry.

Helped myself.

Been a rough morning.

Yeah.

You need anything,
you let us know.

What's all this?

Oh. Chinese
contact didn't pan out.

We're collecting personal stock.

I'll get mine. All right.

Hey, uh, Gem... Gem, Gem.

I got it. I got it.

I'll get it.

Sorry.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

Jesus.

Jesus.

What the hell are we doing?
What the hell are we doing?

Wow. Looks sweet, Ope.

You've done a great
job restoring that bad boy.

Yeah.

Need a hand? No, I'm all good.

All right.

Awful thing... Gemma.

Yeah.

You okay? I'm fine.

Can I ask you a question, Opie?

What's that?

The night that Donna was killed,

why was she driving the truck?

I was taking the kids
home. Needed a backseat.

Why are you asking me that?

She wasn't supposed
to be in the truck, Ope.

You son of a bitch!

What did you do?
What did you do?

It was Stahl, Ope.
She made you a rat.

She's the one who killed Donna.

Me and Clay, we
didn't want to believe it.

I came clean! Clay
and I were good!

Found wiretaps in your
truck, in your phone.

The feds put money
in your accounts.

Stahl... she wanted to make
us think that you had turned.

It was supposed to be
you in the truck, not Donna.

- Opie!
- I'm sorry, Ope.

- I'm so sorry.
- Clay!

Hey!

What the hell happened?

Opie. Opie. Opie!

Call Tara. She's at my house.

What the hell did
you say to him?

Tell us!

I don't even know who
I am anymore, man.

What are you talking
about? I had to tell him.

Tell him what?
That I killed Donna.

Jesus Christ!

It was Stahl's
fault. Opie knows.

Opie knows what?

Stahl's the one who
really killed Donna.

Shit.

He's going after Stahl.

Shit!

Where's A.T.F.? Oh, they
left a little while ago. Why?

Opie got wind of what happened
to Donna. He's putting it on Stahl.

Oh, shit. I just saw Opie's truck on
the street. He's probably tailing her.

I gotta stop
him. I'll call Stahl.

I'm gonna give her a heads-up.
Then I'll put an A.T.L. out on Ope.

Any idea where she's headed?

She said she's got a buyer
that's willing to turn on the I.R.A.

It's probably someone
from Zobelle's crew.

They're the only ones buying
guns. All right. I'll start there.

I'm guessing Jax told you.

Crew found out about
Gemma. The rape.

Jesus Christ.

Made a decision
to do right by her.

Wherever this leads,
whatever I gotta do for them...

It's on me only.

You're gonna protect SAMCRO?

I'm gonna help a friend. Now, you do
whatever you need to do. Understand?

Consider yourself acting chief.

♪♪ What do I do?

I know sometimes you gotta
make executive decisions.

I get it. You earned that power.

But word gets out to our crew,

other charters,

that one of the founding
nine put out a hit...

that landed on the
wife of a member?

That is some very
bad P.R., brother.

We gotta keep this
to the few who know.

So how do we
convince Opie of that?

He's in the apartment.

Thanks, Doc.

Do I ask? Just a scuffle.

Me and a brother.

Clean out the scrapes on your
hands. All right. Thanks, Doc.

You okay?

I think something may be
going on with the implant.

"Going on"?

Can I show you?

Uh, mm...

Okay. Oh!

- My God.
- That's bad, right?

That's very, very
infected, Half-S... Um...

You have to get to
an E.R. Now. All right.

Holy Mary of ball.

Shit. You got kind
of, like, elephant nuts.

I figured you'd show
up sooner or later.

Sorry.

Me being there wasn't
doing him any good.

Ope needs to be a dad.

You know, I don't
give a shit about that.

What do you want?

Look, uh... You know,
the broads and, uh,

my drinking...

I never really gave you a chance
to be a good wife or a mom.

Mistakes Opie made are my fault.

What the hell is going on?

You got the cancer or something?

You take care, beautiful.

Call me after the pickup.

Where you headed? Ule and I
have a meeting at the church.

Need me to come by afterwards?

I think we got it covered.

♪♪

This is everyone's
personal stock.

Zobelle's got enough automatic
weapons to suppress a third world coup.

We can't go at
him with handguns,

a couple of AKs
and hunting rifles.

We're gonna have
to reach out to Jimmy.

We gotta repair our
relationship with the Irish.

What about Chibs? Chibs
is gonna have to understand.

Everybody's gonna
have to make sacrifices.

This is for Gemma.

In exchange for cooperating
in the arrest of James O'Phelan,

we will provide
immunity for your wife...

and protection for
her and your daughter.

You will be registered as
a confidential informant...

for the Bureau of Alcohol,
Tobacco and Firearms.

The deal was for Fiona and
Kerrianne. Immunity for Sam Crow.

Immunity from the I.R.A.
connection I can guarantee.

But the D.A.'s office in San Joaquin hasn't
even put together the assault case yet.

I cannot make
that deal. Bullshit.

I've given you Edmond, and
now you're dicking me around?

I figured you wouldn't want to
wait, risk your family's safety.

You promised all of it.

I'm not giving you nothing
until you make it happen.

Edmond already
gave up his old man.

That streak runs in
the family, it means that

Cameron's gonna crack
and turn on Jimmy O.

Now, if Jimmy O figures out that
you're the one who got the ball rolling,

there's no telling what
he would do to your family.

I'm gonna kill you,
you filthy whore.

Come on!

I'll tell you what.

You look this over. Sign it
before I leave here today, or...

Fiona and your
kid are in the wind.

Let him go.

Oh, shit, Chibs.

Holy shit.

Now you know my heroin is good.
What's your business proposal?

It's simple and
lucrative, Marcus.

I provide you with
unlimited heroin distribution...

to every prison in
Northern California...

Mule Creek to Pelican Bay.

By my estimation, it'll more
than triple your current business.

And what's your
take in all this?

I split the prison
profits 50/50.

Half?

That's my heroin, ese.

And it's my pipeline, friend.

If I say no? You're a smart man.

You know what happens then.

Not only does this opportunity
vanish, but so do my weapons.

You lose ground
to black and yellow.

Before long, you're
in third place again.

That's your share of
the profit from this order.

He's gonna make the
same pickup every 10 days.

I'll see you in 10 days, friend.

That's the four dozen AKs.

Good.

We hit an inventory snag.
This may be the last shipment.

What are you talking about?
Our Russian pipeline's dried up.

Zobelle's gonna be pissed.

I'll give you a call when I
know more. Sorry, boys.

Put a tail on Cameron.

Yeah. Agent Stahl returning
Deputy Chief Hale's call.

Get out.

Look, I'm not sure what this is
about, Ope, but whatever it is,

this is not the
way to handle this.

Shut up.

You gonna kill me?

You found out
something about Donna...

Don't you talk about her! Okay.

What do you want from me?

I want you to
feel... what I feel.

I never thought that you or
your family would get hurt, Opie.

I underestimated Clay's
capacity for vengeance...

Don't you dare try
to pass the blame.

I'll take my share of the guilt,
okay? It comes with the territory.

Donna was a beautiful woman.

She was a wonderful mother.

She was an
innocent in all of this.

The outlaw had mercy.

You remember that the next time you
try to twist the truth to kill one of us.

Can I bum one of those?

Uh, yeah. Sure.

Thanks. Yeah.

Francis.

Gemma.

This your parish?

Yeah. You here for a meeting?

I'm not sure.

Took me three months...

before I could actually
walk through the door.

Heroin.

Clean 21 years.

Good for you.

Good for everyone else too.

Can I ask you a... a question?

You think...

You think God forgives
you for doing... bad things?

I... I mean, like,

really... bad shit.

God forgives absolutely.

We're the ones
who usually can't.

Yeah. I get that.

Took me a long time
to let go of all the...

wreckage I created.

That's why I do what I do.

Service to others is
the only thing that...

keeps the self-loathing...

to a tolerable level.

I'm...

I'm not sure how much
service I am to anyone.

You're being of service to me.

A smoke, relevant conversation.

Highlight of my day.

Look for the
opportunities, Gemma.

God puts them
before us all the time.

It was nice meeting you.

Same.

Hey.

I've been looking for you.

I didn't kill her.

The rift between you and Clay...

You knew about
Donna the whole time.

I couldn't tell you, man.

Her getting killed
was bad enough.

Knowing this... Yeah.

What do I do, Jax?

Clay. Tig.

How the hell am I supposed
to share a patch with them?

Burden lands on the club, Ope.

We both know it.

Clay is Clay because
of us. We made him.

Then how do we unmake him?

I've been trying
to figure that out.

But the one thing I know for
sure is I can't do this alone.

I need you, bro.

I'm here, man.

What?

I got something I
want you to read.

Cameron panicked. Boy gets
a little twitchy, he smells a fed.

I had no idea he
changed alliances.

Bullshit.

I'm really trying hard to
be diplomatic here, Clay.

Well, you can't really
blame Chibs for being irked.

You get in bed with the scumbag
blew him up, nearly killed him.

You can't kill Filip. Trust me.

I tried.

You want to try again? Enough.

Make one more
comment like that, Jimmy,

and not only do we not
get back into business,

but I call McGee in Belfast
and I pull all the Sons' support.

I was out of line. Apologies.

Twenty years working together.
Let's not ruin a good thing.

And no more guns to white power.

It's already dead.

We keep running
your guns up the coast,

and you keep supplying
us with the Russian stock.

And I mean I need some now.

Done.

I'll give you Zobelle's
next shipment gratis.

We'll call it reparations.

Fair enough.

♪♪

♪ Fly low ♪

♪ Ye carrion crow ♪

♪ Seize my body
for the debt I owe ♪

♪ And drop me high
into the depths below ♪

♪ For the things I've seen ♪

♪ No one else should know ♪♪

This... This club...

This club killed my wife.

How does it ever get made right?

We want to fix this, Ope.

Yeah.

Me too.

That's why I'm staying.

Good.

That's... real good.

I don't want anybody
knowing my business.

It doesn't help me, my family
or Sam Crow that this gets out.

This secret dies here.

Understood.

Anything else?

When I went looking for Stahl,

I saw Chibs coming out of
her office with paperwork.

- Goddamn it.
- What?

You need to hear
him out, get the truth,

and trust what he says.

Yeah. Okay.

Hey, darlin'.

You okay?

Your head?

Ah, head's fine. Just
everything else is shit.

Yeah.

What's going on, honey?

I don't know.

You ever done something
that's made you feel wretched...

protecting someone you love?

More than once.

Oh. Sweetheart.

Oh.

I've dug myself a
good one, Gemma.

Jesus.

I've got no idea how to get out.

Oh, sweetheart.

It's okay.

It's okay, honey.

Yeah.

What do I do?

You tell 'em.

Whatever it is.

It's the only way
out of the hole, baby.

You know something? Don't
know what we'd do without you.

We love you.

Zobelle's in bed with the
Mayans? It was a buy or a trade.

Alvarez's only
commodity is heroin.

What would Zobelle
want with heroin?

It's the missing piece,
man. Think about it.

This was never about a race war.

The guns are about
controlling the "H" traffic.

Feed the Mayans weapons so
white can control the heroin trade.

How does that work? Weston and
his guys are hard-core color haters.

That's why Weston
wasn't at the heroin deal.

So Zobelle's doing all this
behind his lieutenant's back?

Judas.

Sounds like something
we can unravel. Absolutely.

Can I have a minute, boys?

Stahl played my
hate for Jimmy O.

And I told her I'd give
him up for Fiona and

Kerrianne's safety and
immunity for the club.

Jesus, Chibs.

I didn't make the deal.

I guess Edmond
turned on his old man.

And if Cameron gives up Jimmy,

Stahl's threatened to tell him I
put the whole thing in motion.

Jimmy will kill both
of them to hurt me.

I'm sorry, boys.

You didn't make the
deal. You ain't no rat.

Figure out a way to make
this thing right with Jimmy is all.

We're not gonna let anything
happen to your family.

Thank you, brothers.

You son of a bitch!

Piney!

Get the goddamn gun off him!

- Goddamn, Piney! Take it easy!
- Get off of me!

Let me see that.

You okay? Yeah, I'm all right.

Hey! Hey!

All right! All right!
Give me the room!

Give me the room! Come on.

♪♪

He's a crazy old man.

You got every right
to make him go away.

This was about protecting me.

He was afraid I
was gonna kill you.

He didn't want for
me to take that fall.

There's probably some
truth to that fear. Yeah.

And now?

And now I'm asking for you
to give my old man a break.

He's dead without this club.

Go home, Pa.

Let me know how
you want to handle this.

Hey, old man.

Don't ever come into this
clubhouse without your cut.

It won't happen again.

Be good to 'em, girls.
It's been a long day.

She's in the office.

Clay.

She needs to know
you still love her.

What are you talking
about? Gemma.

The thing that's causing
her the most pain...

is thinking you don't
want her anymore.

♪♪

I'll always have
your back, brother.

I love you.

♪ He loves everything she does ♪

♪ It all ♪

♪ Makes sense to everyone ♪

♪ But I still can't
make it through ♪

♪♪ Let's go home.

Oh, honey, I should
catch up. We'll be buried.

Fine.

What the hell's the
matter with you?

I want my wife.

♪♪

♪ But I'm still
crippled by her sight ♪

♪ Pain ♪

♪ Never leaves me ♪

♪ And I still can't make
it through the night ♪

♪ No, I still can't make
it through the night ♪

♪ Oh, I still can't make
it through the night ♪♪

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