Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 2, Episode 12 - The Culling - full transcript

♪ First thing I remember ♪

♪ Was asking Papa why ♪
Come on, little man.

♪ For there were many things ♪

♪ I didn't know ♪

♪ And Daddy always smiled ♪

♪ Took me by the hand ♪

♪ Sayin' someday
you'll understand ♪

♪ Sayin' someday ♪
Don't worry, baby.

♪ You'll understand ♪

Strap in, sweetie. ♪ Well,
I'm here to tell you now ♪

Take care of yourself. ♪
Each and every mother's son ♪



♪ You better learn it fast
You better learn it young ♪

♪ 'Cause someday ♪
♪ Someday ♪

♪ Never comes ♪

♪ No, no, someday ♪
♪ Someday ♪

♪ Never comes ♪

♪ Well, time and tears went by ♪

♪ And I collected dust ♪

♪ For there were many
things I didn't know ♪

♪ When Daddy went away ♪

♪ He said try to be a man ♪

♪ And someday ♪

♪ You'll understand ♪

♪♪ Everyone's in.

Okay, good. Lock it down.



♪ You better learn it young ♪

♪ 'Cause someday ♪
♪ Someday ♪

Yo! Lock it down!

I'm on it! ♪ Oh ♪

♪♪

♪ Then one day in April ♪

♪ I wasn't even there ♪

♪ For there were many
things I didn't know ♪

♪ A son was born to me ♪

♪ Mama held his hand ♪

♪ Sayin' someday ♪

Everybody! Listen up!

♪♪

I wanna welcome
you all to Club Reaper.

I'm glad you made
your reservations early,

'cause, as you can see,
we are booked to capacity.

You're here
because you're family.

And because Sam Crow
takes care of its own. Right on.

Next couple of days,

this club's got some
business to handle...

that could put our members
and the people connected to us...

in... unfriendly situations.

Now, chances are nothing's
gonna happen, but...

People have already
been hurt on my watch.

And that ain't ever
gonna happen again.

Nobody gets in. Nobody
leaves without an escort.

You got a safety
concern, you talk to Piney.

You got a comfort concern,
you talk to my queen.

Under this roof,
you'll all be safe.

I want you to make
yourself at home.

I love all of ya.

All right!

♪ 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 ♪♪

All right.

Got all the ammo.
We just need the AKs.

We got two cases
at the safe house.

Problem is A.T.F. will be sittin'
on it waiting for Cameron to show.

And when he does, Stahl's gonna
get to Jimmy O and tag me the rat.

We're gonna protect
your family, Chibs.

I already put a call in to McGee in
Belfast. Club's gonna watch over Kerrianne.

And you should reach out to Fiona.
Bring her in, we'll keep her safe.

- I know. I appreciate it, boys.
- It's all just - a precaution, bro.

We think we got a
way to get our guns...

and convince Jimmy
who the real rat is.

Right.

Lifted these from
A.T.F. before they left.

We show Jimmy that Cameron and
Edmond have been under the A.T.F.'s thumb,

should be enough to convince
the I.R.A. the betrayal's in-house.

Good.

But how do we get our
guns from the safe house?

The old bait and switch.

We'll move on the Irish.

You, Ope and Juice start
spreading the racial harmony gossip.

All right? You got it.

Hey, Sack. What happened?

My body rejected the implant.

Aw.

I know. Stupid idea.

Aw.

- Where's he at?
- His year's up in about a month.

How's everybody feelin'
about him patching in?

Yeah.

Half a sack, shitload of balls.

Yep.

Hey, you let me know
what Tacoma can do.

Good you're here, man.
We're gonna need the muscle.

You okay with this, Tiggy?

Yeah. It's really great.

You want a kiss?

I'm not okay with this.

I couldn't tell.

You need to get out of my sight,
or I'm gonna do you serious harm...

for the upset you
caused my kids.

Little junior's a psychopath.

Not here to provoke.
Here to educate.

Seems your great white hope only
gives a shit about one color... green.

Zobelle is dealing
heroin with the Mayans.

Those AKs that
you took from us...

Gave 'em to brown
to control the street.

You're talking out of your ass.

I followed Zobelle
and one of your guys.

They met with Alvarez,
left with a duffel of heroin.

Guess they been keepin' you out of
the loop. Lots of private meetings, A.J.

You being the true
believer and all.

You need to leave.

Yeah.

Say hi to your kids for me.

I don't have much time.

For what? What's going on?

The feds may be
closing in on Jimmy.

There's the chance
it could blow back.

Did you rat him, Filip? No.

But the A.T.F. are
threatenin' to tell that lie.

Oh, Jesus.

If he thinks...

Hey, hey, hey. Clay's
already tasked Belfast.

They're gonna watch
over Kerrianne. Oh, Filip.

What have you done?

Fi. You have to come with me.

We're on lockdown, and we can
keep you safe if this thing goes bad.

Come with you? Who do you
think I am... one of your old ladies?

Jimmy would kill me
if he knew I was here.

I love my daughter.

And I love you, Fi.

I just want to take
care of my family.

My sweet boy.

You never change.

Yeah.

Sláinte!

We got a problem, Jimmy.

A.T.F.'s got a
probe up your ass.

Jesus!

Where'd you get these?

We got Charming
P.D. on the payroll.

A.T.F. tried to use those to piss
us off, hoping we'd turn on you.

We didn't.

Guess who did.

The boy.

Our guy in P.D. saw Stahl
meet with him in a safe house.

Registered C.I.

And the feds are still
watching the house.

We can't get our AKs.

You comin' with a solution?

Jesus! What are
you doin' here, Polly?

I told you, things
are crazy for us.

So that's why you had to
cut off my father's gun supply?

You're here on business?

Shite, I missed you.

♪♪

Hey. Hey.

Oh, thanks.

You want some
coffee, doll? I can get it.

I got it. Cream and sugar?

Uh, sure.

Black. Two sugars.

They need to do
that... Show respect.

Oh, please.

Don't just toss that off.

You've earned that, sweetheart.

You're not just some croweater.

You're Jax Teller's old lady.

And that means something...
In this clubhouse...

and in this town.

People need to show you respect.

And you don't take
shit from anyone.

Past few months have
been brutal... for all of us.

Niners, Asians... losing more
than half your "H" territory to brown.

Sons struggling
to reboot weapons.

Porn business
burned to the ground.

The Gaza connect is back online.
Our gun supply's being restocked.

So, what, you can defend
the little piece you got left?

What about what you lost?
Oh, you're gonna need help.

- I'm not lookin' for partners.
- Neither are we.

I ain't talkin' about
a partnership.

I'm talkin' about
an understanding.

We all have a common enemy.

Alvarez is running
proxy for a bigger player...

backed by the
A.B... Ethan Zobelle.

League of American Nationalists.

Shit.

Those crazy peckerwoods.

They all talkin'
about God's plan...

for a free world without color.

Without Sam Crow.

He's pushing us
out of our own town.

Financed by your
hard-earned drug money.

Zobelle's the one
arming the Mayans,

helping them take over heroin.

We stop Zobelle,
Mayans lose their guns...

and they lose their power.

Then we help you
take back what's yours...

with a little extra...

All the Mayan territory.

Wipe 'em out, split it up.

Henry, you get everything
south of Ghost Town.

Niners, you take
everything north.

Friendly borders means we could
focus on business instead of stayin' alive.

Agreed.

All right.

Son of a bitch.

Don't!

Look, this is sanctioned. Zobelle
knows all about this. I swear.

Where are the guns?

The Mexicans. Don't be...

You need to put ointment on
these burns every few hours.

Otherwise, you run a
pretty high risk of infection.

Man, you must've really
pissed somebody off.

My personality is such that
there's no middle ground.

People either love
me or loathe me.

Jesus Christ. He just won't die.

He showed up at the gate.

He has some eyewitness
intel on the Caracara.

Come on, Doc.

Let's go run those errands.

- You take somebody.
- Yeah, baby.

Don't worry. I'll put someone
on her. Thanks, old man.

So, what'd you see?

Three or four of them. Looked
like they all had Aryan ink.

They called one of 'em Westing.

- Weston?
- Yeah, okay.

The son of a bitch.

They splashed
gasoline everywhere,

and they set the place on fire.

- Could you identify Weston?
- I got a pretty good look.

Arson claims are keeping us
from collecting on our fire insurance.

Chucky should share the information
before he goes M.I.A. again,

prove to them that
we didn't start the fire.

And collect a very big check.

Yes, sir. Do that.

Mmm. Okay.

Chucky, why don't you go wait by
the chief's car, play with the siren.

- Really?
- Sure.

So we planted the
seed with Weston.

He knows about Zobelle
being in bed with the Mayans.

Zobelle will be unprotected, and Weston
will be making all his own decisions.

- Hopefully, irrational ones.
- We may need help inciting him.

See you later. Okay?

Girl's on the move.

Where's your father, hmm?

He's the one that you're
supposed to be bringing around,

not Zobelle's little bimbo.

I know you listened
in on Jimmy's call.

Now you don't need my da.

Jimmy will be picking up the guns
himself and delivering them to Clay.

You'll get him and
the Sons in one move.

Well, you're not really in
any position to tell me...

I can tip off Jimmy with a look.

He'll walk out of
here with nothing.

He'll be out of the
country in a heartbeat.

Hmm. That Catholic guilt
kicking in, Eddie? Hmm?

You feelin' bad about
giving up your da?

Yeah. You must be
feelin' real stupid...

about him shakin'
your A.T.F. tail.

You know, you had better
play this out... the right way.

If I do,

me and my da will walk?

Yeah.

When I arrest Jimmy and Clay.

But if you screw me, little boy,

I'll bury you.

Enjoy.

- Where have you been?
- Just running some errands.

Are you okay? Yeah.

You smell of
him... the Irishman.

You are sleeping with him, yes?

Or is somebody else's
odor staining your fingertips?

I just went to find
out about our guns.

And somehow that
led you to his bed?

You have feelings for him?

You gave our guns
to the wetbacks!

- What are you talking about?
- Where is Ule?

Dead.

So's the slave labor.

- What the hell
have you done?
- Me? You lied!

You race-traiting
son of a bitch!

A.J., A.J. You
lied to all of us!

A.J., you know who I am.

A scumbag... running
dope with wetbacks.

It's my job to think
about the big picture.

The sad truth is once you control
the drugs, you control the city.

I need... We needed the
Mayans to do the dirty work.

I did not lie to you. Back off.

Polly... Now,
goddamn it, get out!

Stay calm, everybody.

No need for this.
Please. Please.

It wasn't about
taking over cities.

It was about stopping
color from getting stronger.

And now you piss in
the face of our cause,

white America, a
future for my boys.

You make me sick.

Yeah. Cliffy?

What does this mean?
Call Deputy Chief Hale.

Tell him somebody
threatened your life.

He will send somebody
to keep you safe.

Where are you going?

To secure new protection.

Just get in the van.

Cliffy! Duke!

What the hell is
this? I'm their father.

Your two sons were left alone in your
house with access to loaded firearms.

They know how to use them.
They're not ghetto kids. They're smart.

They're 10 and six.
It's unconscionable.

It's okay, boys. I'm
gonna get you out.

That won't happen
without a hearing.

They'll be placed in our
group facility until then.

Was this you?

Just protecting the children.

I see your kids are taking
that little trip I arranged.

You son of a bitch.
I'll kill you for this.

At least I didn't gang-rape 'em.

You wanna kill me?

Time and place.

Timberland, 8:00.

Your 10 best against mine.

Access road L-4, off
the main lumber drive.

No weapons. No witnesses.

Either you or me
goes home in a bag.

I'll be there.

Hey.

Somebody called Zobelle's
daughter and threatened her life.

I got Ryan and Craft
babysitting. This has to be Clay.

That don't make sense.
No? Does this make sense?

Sanwa County has
a triple homicide...

Two Mexican women and
one of Zobelle's lieutenants.

Murder wasn't SAMCRO.

They're too smart
to kill innocents.

Rage I just saw, I'm sure they
could justify a little collateral damage.

We cannot turn a
blind eye to bloodshed.

Ain't gonna be no
bloodshed in Charming.

Just because they bury
the bodies someplace else...

Our jurisdiction begins
at the Lodi border...

and ends at the Wahewa land.

I can't be that kind of cop.

You told me to
do my job. I know.

And I gotta do mine.

Who is this?

Uh, he's got some info
on an insurance beef.

I'm finished.

Howdy.

Come on.

Grab Clemens. Take an unmarked
sedan, head over to the Sons clubhouse.

If Jax or Clay leave, you put a loose
tail on them, you let me know. Okay?

Sure.

You want this?

Eyewitness testimony
on the Caracara fires.

What?

Let's go.

Was your dad a Catholic? No.

Superstitious.

You seem better.

A little more at peace?

You believe in God?

Not that God.

Something. I believe
there's something...

connecting all of us.

You?

I believe we all
got a job to do.

Fate.

Service. Our lot.

For you, it's medicine.
You're a healer.

And nothing should ever
stop you from doin' that.

For you, it's family.

Yeah.

I get it now.

God wants me to
be a fierce mother.

That's my path.

Plates match. It's
O'Phelan's S.U.V.

Hello, Jimmy.

Jimmy. Guns are in the garage.

Shh. Good.

Where'd you get the wetback?

Home Depot. Short on manpower.

Where's your da?

Not sure.

Tell him we need to talk
now. Yeah. Okay, Jimmy.

Okay.

We Got confirmation.
It's Jimmy O.

All right. We'll stay on the
S.U.V. You grab Edmond.

What is this? No. No.

Idiot. Jesus Christ.

Target's on the move.

Edmond just confirmed.

Jimmy and two others in
the S.U.V. Guns on board.

Picking up Edmond.

It's all clear.

Gentlemen, your hardware.

All right, bring it
back. Bring it back.

- All right, that's good.
- Get it in, boys.

Glad we can move
past our history, Filip.

Yeah.

Appreciate your
reaching out to Fiona.

Nothin' happens with
Fiona that I don't know about.

How many times do I have
to teach you that lesson?

You touch her or Kerrianne,

and I will cut you
into a million pieces.

- Are we okay?
- Yeah.

Just, uh, swapping
old Irish folktales.

We're done.

We got bikers.

SAMCRO is in the building.

Let's go.

A.T.F.! Everybody down!

Whoa. Easy.

Hands where I can see 'em! Now!

- Hey.
- Bite the floor!

- Don't move.
- No sé nada.

- Clear!
- It's clear on this side!

Where is he?

José here is the only one
that got out of the S.U.V.

Get that Irish prick in here.

Let 'em up.

All right, fellas.

Where is Jimmy O?

Jimmy who?

Shit. Whoever Jimmy is, she
doesn't like him very much.

We're just trying to
buy some camping gear.

Open it.

Oh! Shite!

Can we go now?

Maybe we should
wait for Galt P.D.,

file some assault charges.

Yeah.

You hit like a girl.

What the hell happened?
Jimmy happened!

And now, because of you,
me and my da are dead men.

You need to go find your
daddy and bring him to me.

Because right now,
I am the only one...

who can pull your asses
out of this Irish stew!

Bring him.

Let's go.

Just completing my charts.

That should have
been done already.

Yes, I know.

Well, you may not have to worry
about paperwork after next week.

I pity you.

You walk around here with
your little administrative degree,

pretending like
you know medicine.

You're just a cheap suit... too
stupid and lazy to get into med school,

so now you compensate by making
the healers jump through hoops.

Well.

Someone's true colors
have finally bled through.

I guess you and that biker
whore you travel with...

How dare you!

You don't know her. You
don't know any of them.

Oh, my God! You hit me!

You are finished.

I'm calling Security.
This is assault.

No. Oh!

That's assault.

I know where you live,
where your kids go to school.

Sam Crow has the cops on
payroll, this town in its pocket.

You say a word
about this to anyone,

it'll be the biggest
mistake of your little rat life.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

And I suggest you drop
this bogus claim against me.

There are a lot of
people who need my help.

I love you, babe. Be careful.

♪ Big shot screaming
Put your hands in the sky ♪

♪ He says give it
up, boy ♪ I gotta go.

♪ Give it up or
you're gonna die ♪

♪ You'll get a bullet in
the back of the neck ♪

♪
Yeah, in the back of the neck ♪

♪ Right between the eyes ♪

♪ Big shot screaming
Put your hands in the sky ♪

♪ He said give it up, boy ♪

♪ Give it up or
you're gonna die ♪

♪ You'll get a bullet in
the back of the neck ♪

♪ In the back of the neck ♪

♪ Right between the eyes ♪

Come here. Come here.

It'll be all right.

Let's get 'em all inside.

Come on, kids.

Hey, stumpy. Come with us.

♪ He said give it up, boy ♪

♪ Give it up or
you're gonna die ♪

♪ You'll get a bullet in
the back of the neck ♪

♪ In the back of the neck ♪

♪ Right between the eyes ♪

♪ Big shot screaming
Put your hands in the sky ♪

♪ He said give it up, boy ♪

♪ Give it up or
you're gonna die ♪

♪ You'll get a bullet in
the back of the neck ♪

♪ In the back of the neck ♪

♪ Right between the eyes ♪

♪ Tear it out of
these open pages ♪

♪ Women and kids of all ages ♪

Hey.

All right, boys. Here they come.

♪ Italicized lies ♪

♪ Headlines, bold type ♪♪

Whatever happened to
10 on 10, no weapons?

Guess you couldn't
handle a fair fight, huh?

Fair is for losers.

I'd rather win.

Yeah. Me too.

Put your weapons down.

Put 'em down.

Let's just stick to the plan.

Come on!

Shit!

Let's go!

Come on!

Collect everyone.
Get outta here!

We ain't done yet.

I'm not goin' anywhere!

Son of a bitch!

Black Ford truck
headed southbound.

Holy shit.

This doesn't concern you.

You're inside Charming!

Who the hell else
does it concern?

- Go home, Deputy.
- There's no crime here.

A.J. Weston, you're
under arrest for arson...

Burning down Caracara.

Put your hands behind your
back. Read him his rights.

Clean him up.

A.J. Weston, you have
the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you.

Call Unser. Tell him to
move on the cigar store.

Right.

All right.

Closing time.

Yeah, I guess it is.

What happened to the other cops?

Uh, they're, uh, off doing
something that matters.

What are you doing here?

Unser cut us loose.

Oh, shit. Follow me.

- Where's your father?
- I don't know.

Hey! Hey!

Now you get Daddy
on the phone...

and you bring him
here, or I kill his little girl.

I don't know where he is.

Oh! Clay! Clay! Hey!

She's as guilty as
the rest of them.

- Polly?
- Polly.

Walk! Walk!

Don't you move.

Welcome back.

What do you want? Talk.

Outside Charming.

- You're just gonna let this happen?
- - Walk out the door.

No. You wanna kill me,
do it here on Main Street.

Fine.

I was just trying to accommodate
our friend with the badge.

Deputy Chief!

Deputy Chief, they
struck my daughter.

- They threatened my life. Arrest them.
- I got this, Deputy.

What are you doing?

My shield still outranks yours,

and I'm telling my men...

there's been no crime here,
and there won't be one here.

Now all of you
just turn around...

and go back to
the station house.

Go ahead.

Officers, my-my daughter and I
are in possession of illegal narcotics.

There's a load of them under that
cash register, in the center drawer.

You can find them there.

It's here.

There! Arrest us!

Do it!

Get up. Get up.

Get... Cuff 'em.

Take 'em to the station.

We're gonna kill you.

♪ 'Cause someday ♪

♪ Never comes No, no, no ♪

♪ Someday ♪

♪ Never comes ♪

♪ Never comes ♪

♪ Someday ♪
♪ Someday ♪

♪ Never comes ♪
♪ Never comes ♪

♪ Oh, someday ♪

♪ Never comes ♪♪

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