Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 2, Episode 5 - Smite - full transcript

Hey.

Good morning.

Baby with Neeta? At the park.

- Jax?
- Cleaning out the garage.

You still that sore?

Ah, it's gettin' worse.

I'm just so goddamn stiff.

Are you dry?

Like the Mojave vagina.

It's the stress.

Your body isn't producing
enough estrogen.



I'll write you a prescription.

Hey, Ma. Hi, honey.

You take a box of
clothes from the garage?

I haven't done
anything out there.

I'm missing a box.

Uh, I cleaned some shit out
there before the baby came home.

There was a box of laundry
had a serious stink to it.

Well, where is it?

Tossed it.

Just a bunch of old
T-shirts, funky underwear.

Why?

What are you looking for?

An old Harley
manual. Hard to find.

Sorry.



Good morning, children. Hello.

- Thought the prospect
was with you.
- Oh, no, no.

The wee man goes under the knife
today. He's getting his sack filled.

- Excuse me?
- He's completing himself.

We're supposed to
meet Clay at the shop.

Oh, I'm ready. Lemme
dump these in my truck.

Oh, sweetheart. What're you...

A pleasure. Remembering
breakfast with Daddy?

Oh, yeah. Kippers and
oat cakes. Delicious.

- See you later.
- Bye, babe.

♪♪

Hi. I think it's flat.

Went out on 18.

You rode on this all the
way from the highway?

It's bad, isn't it?
Mmm, the rim's shot.

Alignment's probably out
of whack. Will it take long?

We don't stock hybrids.
It'll take a few hours.

Shit.

You're one of Luann's girls.

Lyla.

Opie. I know.

Can you get me the number
for a cab? Going to the studio?

Well, I have to get
him to school first.

Dog can give you a lift, if
you don't mind the tow truck.

Really? That'd be great.

Dog. Yo?

Mind giving her a lift
to Luann's studio? Sure.

Car should be ready this
afternoon. Okay. Great. Thank you.

Sure. Right this way, ma'am.

Watch your step.

I just wanted to check in, see
how Charming was treating you.

Well, it's a unique little town.

I understand your devotion.

And business?

It's growing.

Glad to hear it.

Did you get my proposal on
the Oswald property? Yes, I did.

It's an ambitious development.
And a lucrative one.

When this land becomes
available, I will need capital investors.

If this land becomes
available. Oh, it will.

Well, then I'll be happy to make
some calls on your behalf. But I, uh...

I have to be honest, Jacob.

It's difficult to get support for
someone who is not affiliated.

This... This is our...
membership coordinator.

And this problem? On
their way to being a footnote.

You want us outside?

Oh, if you don't mind.

Hey, how you doing?

I'll be in touch.

Man, that's a
sweet, sweet smell.

Mmm. It's Panamanian.

I thought it was,
uh, time I come by,

give you a proper welcome.

I don't know if you
know this, but, uh,

a lot of the shopkeepers
around here...

Kick up an exorbitant vig for
the seed money you loan them.

As you can see... I
don't need start-up.

Ah, but you're gonna
need protection.

Keep this beautiful
setup from turning into,

say, that crank lab.

You're adding extortion
and graft to your résumé?

Seems awfully nefarious for, uh,
mechanics and, uh, Harley enthusiasts.

Well, you pay or you go away.

Your choice, Adolf.

We start slow.

A grand, first of every month.

Welcome to Charming.

Put 'em in the car.

Yeah. That's fine. Thanks.

Stockton called. Inside's a go.

And out here, we need
to humble Mr. Morrow.

Yes, sir.

You, let's go.

Hold him! Get his arm.

Beating was from the League.

This is from me!

♪ 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 ♪♪

What are you doing here?

I just had a visit
from Clay Morrow,

trying to extort
protection money.

Figured it was a good
time for us to reconnect,

assess our options.

That's SAMCRO blowing
up a private residence...

Arson, vigilantism.

Torching the meth
lab that you financed?

Laundry list of
potential convictions.

Well, I can't just toss around photos and
DVDs and expect that shit's gonna land.

I'm not taking anything to
the D.A. that doesn't have legs.

Why don't you try
both these legs on?

See how they feel.

Teamwork, David.

We all want the same thing.

So I just rub this shit on?

On your wrists...
Two pumps, no more.

And if you notice a
big hormonal spike,

it means you've done too much.

My whole life...

is a hormonal spike, sweetheart.

What is it? Gemma?

Gemma!

Shit!

- Oh! Oh, shit. I'm so sorry.
- Oh, my God. Jesus Christ!

Ah! I'm sorry.

Oh, man. I'm sorry.

You son of a bitch.

What do you want?

I just got back from Stockton.

Zobelle had Otto jumped.

League's got a reach straight
to the Aryan shock collars.

What does that have
to do with Charming?

We don't know what
we're dealing with here.

Zobelle's not Darby.

He ain't some half-bright thug.

- Where are you at with him?
- Nowhere.

I gave you the meth lab,
and you gave Darby a pass.

Hey, I didn't give
anybody a pass!

Don't you see the pattern here?

You're so hell-bent on burning us,
you keep getting in bed with the devil.

Happened with Stahl. Now
it's happening with Zobelle.

It's gonna be the
same shit, man.

People die. People get
hurt... Like Opie and Donna.

That was not on me!

Get out.

Oh, shit.

Ah, would you excuse me? Sure.

Hey, Daddy.

Hello, sweetheart. Hi.

- How'd we do?
- It's all set.

The van's in place. Good.

Sorry.

Guess I'm lucky you
didn't blow my head off.

You okay?

That running couldn't
have felt good.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Who was the girl?

Jesus Christ, Gemma. You
have to talk about what happened.

I know what it's like to keep
something like this inside.

I doubt that.

You know why I was carrying
that gun a few months ago?

The fed.

Got a restraining order. Yeah.

He went after you?

Yeah.

Raped you?

Uh, it almost went there.
I was able to stop him.

Does Jax know?

I had to tell someone. I... I
knew it would eat me up if I didn't.

What did Jax do?

Well, there was nothing he
could do. Kohn was already gone.

My point is,

you need to get this thing out of
your head before you kill someone...

or get yourself killed.

I made an appointment for you.

Dr. Lich. She's a friend.
She's easy to talk to.

A shrink?

You're gonna talk to her,

or I'm gonna tell Hale
you assaulted me.

Throw your crazy ass in jail.

Tables were reversed...

You came to me with
what happened... Shit.

I would've cut you
off a long time ago.

It's my way of sayin'...

what you're doin' for me,

the club...

Means a lot.

You're welcome.

You still have
to see the shrink.

Main level, Room 114.

Yes, ma'am.

What do you want?

Get down off your high horse.

Hey, that's pretty
good there. Thanks.

Ricardo.

So, uh, Unser tells me...

the county's
looking at your land?

Well, that's my problem.

Uh, if it happens in Charming,
it's Sam Crow's problem.

I got a letter from
the county zoning

commission. They're
filing for eminent domain.

They want to run a
highway through my timber...

200 acres that backs
up to the Wahewa land.

I unload it now, or I lose it to
the county for next to nothing.

Bullshit. No, it's real.

Jacob Hale's putting together
investors for a housing development.

If it's residential, the
county can't run a highway.

I have no choice
but to sell it to 'em.

Well, don't be signing
off on nothing until

I get back to you. I
want to do some digging.

Okay.

Why don't you get me the letter?

That was Bobby on
the phone. We're all set.

Everyone's gonna be
at the table, 5:00 p.m.

We move on this
Zobelle shit right away.

That thing with Otto should
never have happened.

It's my fault for not shutting
these assholes down sooner.

Things go like they have,
Jax is gonna go a different way.

I ain't gonna let Jax or nobody
else stop us from what we gotta do.

- Retaliation is what we do.
- Yeah.

It's the three of us and Bobby.
We still need five for a majority.

Chibs might go with
Jax. My old man too.

You talk to Juice.

You tell him how important
this is to us. All right.

Hey. How's Otto?

Nearly blind.

Jesus. What's the retaliation?

I don't know. That's the
problem. Not enough intel.

We strike back now, we could
be playing right into their hands.

Zobelle's squeaky clean.
Not even a parking ticket.

I'm gonna have to do some
street-level recon to find something.

Exactly.

We know how deep
Zobelle is tied to the A.B.

All we gotta figure out is
what he wants with Charming.

Well, we need to make some new
alliances. Protect our boys inside.

That's my point, man.

That's why we gotta look past our
short-term need to hurt these guys.

So where does Clay land on this?

It ain't about me and
Clay. It's about survival.

Everybody's hurting
already, brother.

And this shit between you and
Clay? It doesn't happen in a vacuum.

Now, you want my support? You
gotta tell me what the hell is goin' on.

I can't tell you.

Hey.

You old enough to
watch this shit, Piney?

I hired him.

Security.

Make the girls feel safe. Yeah!

Dirty old bastard. I'm tryin'.

I need you at the table tonight.

Well, then I'll
be there, won't I?

Think about what I said.

Oh, okay.

How's Tara doin'?

Well, I heard that Gemma clocked
her and broke her nose or somethin'.

Jesus Christ.

Pharmacy, call Operations.
Pharmacy, call Operations.

What happened?

It was nothing.

Just... stupid.

My mom did that?

We were on the street. I came up
behind her and must have startled her.

That's a solid shot to the face.

It was an accident.

You know this total disclosure
thing works both ways.

I know.

Room 212. Here you go, Margaret.

I have to get back.

I'm almost finished
with the R.O.s.

If you need to speak with
someone, file a report, you can take...

Why would I want to do that?

I know your guy is part of
the motorcycle gang here.

Club.

It's a motorcycle club. Right.

Well, I hope the club
doesn't become a problem.

My personal life has nothing
to do with the hospital. I know.

But when that personal life
hits you in the face hard enough,

it can't help but
impact your work.

And then it does become
the hospital's problem.

It's just a heads-up
from a friend.

Are you Dr. Knowles's friend?

Uh...

No.

Mm-mmm.

What the hell is it with you
and busting chicks' noses?

This one was an
accident. I promise.

What are you doing here?

Same thing you are.

Got mad love for Tara.

Come on. Get me
the hell out of here.

Know any of the
names on that letter?

Nah. County officials
turn over all the time.

I'll float it around
the city clerk's office,

see if any names jump out.

Well, make sure you
keep it clear of your deputy.

Zobelle could be pulling
strings on both the Hale brothers.

Conspiracy theory?

Sounding a little
paranoid, aren't you?

Better to be safe than stupid.

Speaking of stupid.

Come on.

Shit. Oh, man. Hey. Watch this.

Shit. Get off.

- You gentlemen
got something to say?
- What the hell are you doing?

Street brawl ain't
the answer, Ope.

Use your h... Son of a bitch!

Get up!

I realized that in my downward
spiral of hopelessness,

I was actually falling
into the huge hole...

created by my absence
of basic human graces.

The most obvious
was forgiveness.

If I was wronged by
anyone, in or out of the club,

I had to be compensated...
Money or blood.

There was no turning
the other cheek.

When relationships become
a ledger of profit and loss,

you have no friends,
no loved ones,

just pluses and minuses.

You are absolutely alone.

I need to ask you something.

I need the truth.

Okay.

Seems to be a suspicion maybe, eh,
you're involved with Zobelle somehow.

This coming from
your M.C. buddies?

Don't matter where it
come from. Is it true?

You're accusing me of being in someone's
pocket, you hypocrite son of a bitch?

You've been on Clay's tit
since you were a goddamn uni.

He barks and you jump.

Whole town knows it.

Chief of police.
What a goddamn joke!

Why do you think I
chose you for my second?

Huh? A single-minded
self-righteous pain in the ass?

You're the good guy.

Okay? The clean one.

I need you to stay that way,

otherwise this whole
department's a goddamn joke!

Sit down!

I'm gonna tell you something...

that never leaves this room.

About a month ago, I
found Gemma Teller...

in the utility house off 18...

beaten and raped.

It was Zobelle's Aryan crew.

Did it to hurt the M.C.

Crush the matriarch.

Why didn't you... Gemma
refused to tell them,

to let it twist up the club.

We staged the car accident
to cover up her injury.

Jax?

None of them know?

No.

Are you sure it was Zobelle?

No tangible proof.

Couldn't make an
arrest if I wanted to.

Made a promise to Gemma
to keep the dirty secret.

Same promise you just made.

I need you to know
who Zobelle is...

so you can make your own choice
about what's best for Charming.

Oh.

You know anyone on the
Sanwa Zoning Commission?

County's looking
into Oswald's land.

Guess your big brother's
salivating at the idea.

What?

I'm gonna cut them
loose with a warning.

Good. We can't afford
to feed 'em anyway.

This happens again,

you'll do 30 for
public disturbance.

Now get out. Yes, sir.

♪♪

Thanks. Clay,
Jax, need a minute.

What's this?

You guys running
surveillance on us?

Not me.

Zobelle.

Got footage from
a security camera.

That's Opie
torching the meth lab.

Jesus Christ.

Why are you giving us this shit?

I'm not Unser.

I'm not on anybody's payroll.

Something else you should know.

A few years ago...

this developer buddy of my
brother got caught running a scam...

Get a zoning official on the take,
threaten land owners with eminent domain,

force them to sell their
property on the cheap.

My old man was a judge
on the case. He buried it.

Guy walked away.

Jake's buddy's got a new job on
the San Joaquin Zoning Commission.

There's no highway. Doubt it.

Mm-hmm.

Appreciate it.

Appreciate the
commercial opportunity...

What are you doing here, Elliott?
We don't have an appointment.

We do now. What's this about?

Sorry, gentlemen.

We're in the
middle of something.

Yeah. Stealing my land.

I understand your frustration,
but there is no theft here.

You will be compensated
for every acre.

How are the folks in
Charming gonna react when

they find out one of
their founding sons...

sold them out running the
same real-estate scam...

your old man buried...
some years back?

You're speculating
in a tainted land deal.

Little brother has
a good memory.

We should finish this later,
gentlemen. Excuse me.

Hey, you doing okay?

How's the nose?

I've been sitting
here watching him,

trying to figure out
how I fit into all this.

What do you mean?

The violence, the porn,

the other girls, your mother.

I try to rationalize, but I...

It's not normal.

What's normal?

I ca... I can't
shake this feeling...

that something bad
is gonna happen...

to him, to us.

I just don't know
how to live with that.

I'm trying to find
my place here, Jax.

Wait here.

I want to show you something.

My dad wrote
this before he died.

It's his vision for the club...

and what went wrong
and how to save it.

I'm gonna get us out of all
those things that you're afraid of.

You stay with me. I promise...

you'll find your place.

It's been a shit year.

I know we were
laying low trying to...

shake off this A.T.F. stink.

And I would never put a
member of this club at risk.

But... we
underestimated Zobelle,

the League's reach.

Now he hurts a brother.

If we don't act now, it's
gonna be a sign of weakness.

They do it again, and
we've got an obligation...

to this club...

to this town, to
crush this threat.

Retaliation must be
harsh... and immediate.

That's what we do.

It's what we've always done.

I agree with everything
you're saying.

We underestimated Zobelle.

Gotta protect our
club, our town.

Retaliation is undisputable.

But if we do it now,

we're doing it half-blind.

These guys aren't gangsters.

They're moneyed, smart and
connected... both sides of the law.

They wanted us to
blow up Darby's meth lab.

That's us doing it caught
on security cameras.

Ope's face plain as day.

Otto getting jumped was
bait Zobelle knew we'd take.

But out here, he's
not using the muscle.

He's using the law.

He expects us to retaliate.

He wants it, and
he's ready for it.

I love Otto.

I want to give him his eye, but
not at the expense of my club.

We gotta wait.

Due diligence. Learn.

Let's vote it.

Immediate retaliation.

Yea.

Absolutely, yea.

Don't feel right. So no.

Yea.

Nay.

Yea.

4-2. Where you at, brother?

Smart vote.

Nay.

Nay. 4-4. No majority.

We wait on retaliation.

When you want blind
action, you go to Tig.

When you want the
truth, you come to me.

I don't know what's going
on between you and the boy.

But somebody has got to start
making decisions that protect this club.

That's what I did.

Thank you. Bye-bye. Bye.

All right, you're all set.

Next time, pull
over and call us.

Okay.

Or you can call me.

- Fill the hole, Marty!
- Got one in the back.

Hey. What's going on?

Tough vote.

Where is he?

He's, uh, inside.

Tell me.

Maybe you were
right about your boy.

He's more and
more like his old man.

I keep trying to bring
him close, you know?

I keep losin'.

I just want him to love me.

He does.

I ain't so sure anymore.

♪♪

♪ Velvet king's in his seat ♪

♪♪

I'm nothing without you, babe.

Shit!

Oh, no!

Chibs! Chibs!

Chibs! Chibs! Tara!

Oh, my God.

Oh, shit, man.

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