Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 3, Episode 8 - Lochan Mor - full transcript
When Samcro pays a visit to another charter, not everyone's happy to see the mother chapter.
[BLACK 47'S "THE
BIG FELLA" PLAYING]
♪ I remember you back in the
GPO With Connolly and Clarke ♪
♪ Laughin' with McDermott ♪
♪ Through the bullets
And the sparks ♪
♪ Always with the smart remark
Your eyes blazin' and blue ♪
♪ When we needed confidence
We always turned to you ♪
♪ When they shot our leaders
Up against Kilmainham wall ♪
♪ You were there beside us
In that awful Easter dawn ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Where the hell are you now
When we need you the most? ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Tabhair dom do lámh ♪
♪ Back on the
streets Of Dublin ♪
♪ When we fought
The black and tans ♪
♪ You were there beside
us A towerin' mighty man ♪
♪ And God help the informer
Or the hated English spy ♪
♪ By Jaysus, Mick,
You'd crucify them ♪
♪ Without the
blinkin' Of an eye ♪
♪ Still you had a heart as
soft As the early mornin' dew ♪
♪ Every widow, whore and
orphan Could always turn to you ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Where the hell are you now
When we need you the most? ♪
♪ Say, big fella ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Tabhair dom do lámh ♪
♪ We had to turn
against you, Mick ♪
♪ There was nothin'
We could do ♪
♪ 'Cause we couldn't
betray The republic ♪
♪ Like Arthur Griffith And you ♪
♪ And though we had to shoot
you Down in golden Béal na Bláth ♪
♪ I always knew that Ireland
Lost her greatest son of all ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Where the hell are you now ♪
♪ When we need you the most? ♪
♪ Big fella ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Tabhair dom do lámh ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
[McGEE CHUCKLES]
Too long, brother.
Good to see you, Keith.
McGEE: Travel well?
We're all in one piece.
All right. Great. Great.
CHIBS: Good to see you.
Look at you. You little
bastard. Come here!
Grand to see you, son.
Uncle.
Really glad you're here, mate.
The last time I
seen this wee shite,
he was in nappies.
I was 15 at the time.
[ALL LAUGHING]
How's my girls?
Priest stashed Fi and
Kerrianne at St. Matt's Rectory.
They're safe.
LIAM: Meet's being arranged.
You're good boys.
You're good boys. Thank you.
Thank you.
Hey. This thing with
O'Neill. We okay?
Good to see you, mate.
Yeah.
All right. Let's get
you fellas home, huh?
[KEYS CLINKING]
[DOOR OPENS]
Where's my lawyer?
I don't know. Maybe
she's in Belfast.
That's very funny.
Not as funny as speeding,
reckless endangerment,
obstruction of justice...
You know, speeding, maybe.
But everything
else is just hearsay.
Bail's been posted.
Who?
Oh, doc, thanks.
Sure.
Can we go?
Get his stuff.
EGLEE: This way.
UNSER: Hey.
Handed over our
information to the FBI.
They're gonna be talking
to hospital personnel today
about Gemma's escape.
I know.
If there was something maybe
you forgot to tell us yesterday,
it's understandable.
You could catch me up now
and I'll make sure the feds
know it was our oversight.
I didn't forget anything.
TIG: You're a doll. Thanks.
Somebody else is gonna
have to pick up that tow truck
from the impound.
Your license has been suspended.
What? Why?
You took three arms
of law enforcement
on a hundred-mile-an-hour
goose chase.
It'll be two years before
you're behind a wheel.
TIG: Are you serious?
How the hell am I
supposed to work?
How am I gonna ride?
Come on. You'll be dead
before I get that license back.
Get him out of here.
TARA: Come on.
I'll call the garage, have
somebody pick you up at impound.
Bullshit.
GEMMA: What the hell is that?
Police Services,
Northern Ireland.
As long as they got
ID they should be okay.
Out here, they
ain't gonna bother
running it through Interpol.
What do we do here?
Random stop. Just keep it light.
Smile and show
them your passport.
Identification.
Just showing our
American brothers
the beautiful Irish
countryside, officer.
Identification.
You.
You.
You. You.
You heard him. Come on. You.
COP 1: Right here. Give it.
COP 2: You have
it? Come on, let's go.
COP 1: That'll do.
COP 2: You too.
There you are.
Just wait right there.
This is bad.
LIEUTENANT:
Uh-huh. Right. Let's go.
Goddamn it.
Down! Down on the ground! Now!
Hey, hey, hey. What's
the worry here, lads?
Yank brothers fled
jurisdiction from California.
We're detaining them.
You! Here! On the ground! Now!
Get down! Down! Down!
COP 1: You heard him.
LIEUTENANT: Down! Down!
COP 1: Right here.
Don't make sense. They
wouldn't be able to get the intel.
Not that quick.
On your knees.
Dirty Loyalist bastard.
Oh, shit.
CLAY: Damn it.
Get them in the van
now! Move! Move!
Move them out! Move it!
Get in. In the van now.
All right, all right.
LIEUTENANT: Move.
COP 1: Open up the back.
Where they gonna take them?
After that, these assholes
will probably shoot
them and dump them.
Blame it on the life.
Move it out.
Step on the gas.
What? Just step on the gas.
You heard the lady.
I ain't gonna
broadside a police...
GEMMA: Run them off the road!
Jesus, mother of God.
You're out of your
bloody mind, woman!
Holy shit!
KEITH: Take them out!
MAN: Jesus Christ.
Get in the car.
There we go. Not worth it.
PADRAIC: Keys. Keys.
Come on.
MAN 1: Get out.
Out with him.
MAN 1: Get out. Don't move.
GEMMA: Get them out.
PADRAIC: All right, boys.
MAN 1: You're fine,
you're fine. Come on.
GEMMA: Everybody okay?
BOBBY: Oh, yeah. Lovely.
Here you go, mate.
MAN 3: Yeah. Yeah.
CHIBS: Get these cuffs off me.
JAX: Holy shit.
What the hell was that?
Welcome to Ireland.
[CURTIS STIGERS & THE FOREST
RANGERS' "THIS LIFE" PLAYING]
♪ 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
path Until you die ♪
♪ Gotta look this
world In the eye ♪
Where'd you get the intel on us?
I'm a police officer.
JAX: Yeah? Then how
come your buddies took off?
What happened to backup?
They got scared
because shit went south.
Who paid you off?
No, Jackie boy. This is mine.
OPIE: All right,
all right, all right.
Now, you ever wanna
chew with those teeth again
you're gonna open
up, aren't you?
Hap. HAPPY: Yeah?
Kill one of his men.
Oh, yes, I will.
LIEUTENANT: Wait. Wait. No.
COP: We were paid!
We were paid to detain you.
Send you back to the States.
Jimmy O'Phelan?
I don't know who.
Hap.
LIEUTENANT: I swear
on my mother's eyes.
We didn't get a name.
Only the money and the task.
CHIBS: It's that
bastard O'Phelan.
Yeah. I guess he
knows we're here.
BOBBY: Well, we gotta
do something about all this.
I don't think we'll get
them through duty free.
Pull their IDs.
BOBBY: Come on, get out.
Lay down.
Now, we know your name.
Charles.
And now my boys
know where you live.
I'd hate for anything to
happen to that pretty family
because their dad
was on the take.
We can ruin your career.
And we can
definitely ruin your life.
Understand?
Aye.
CLAY: Let's go.
Picking you up wasn't
my idea. Talk to Piney.
Shit. Two years.
No riding, no vote.
Don't worry, I'll let
you ride bitch with me.
That's gonna be tough,
you being up in Tacoma.
I ain't ever, ever letting
you patch Samcro, man.
It's been eight
years, douche bag.
Yeah. And not a day goes
by I don't think about her.
Not one.
JACOB: You were supposed
to transport Gemma to county.
Thinking I helped
her, you're wrong.
Well, someone's
been helping them.
They got tipped
off about the raid.
Their bail hearing was pushed.
I thought we were on
the same page here.
We are.
I'm not helping Samcro.
Gotta be more than that.
You have to be willing
to hurt them, Wayne.
You're a police
chief, they're felons.
I'm very aware of
our current standings.
[SALAZAR SPEAKING SPANISH]
What the hell is that?
I ain't the one you
should be dragging to jail.
Sons killed Pozo.
Why ain't you doing
nothing about that?
Hector Salazar, Calaveras MC.
SALAZAR: Why ain't you
doing nothing about the Sons?
Come on. I just
wanna see my boy!
I wanna bury my boy!
Roughed up an
admin at St. Thomas.
Pissed off they won't release
his dead buddy, Pozo Fuentes.
Guy who shot the kid.
DA needs to confirm
cause of death.
Anybody hurt? No.
Sounds like Hector's
got a strong opinion
about how his friend died.
Good for Hector.
He's a county problem.
[BELLS TOLLING]
Thanks.
[MOTORCYCLES ROARING]
[PEOPLE WHISTLING AND CHEERING]
MAN 1: Nice, man.
MAN 2: How you doing, brother?
MAN 3: Brother.
Who's that woman?
Gemma Teller.
That's Jax?
Aye. Has to be.
Well, welcome.
Maureen.
Jax. Welcome.
Hey. Thank you.
Gemma.
Oh, this is Trinity,
my daughter.
Gemma.
Clay. Nice to me meet you.
Hey, I'm Jax. I think
we spoke on the phone.
You go and watch
the register, love.
Glad you're here.
We'll see you later.
Didn't expect you
to make the journey.
Neither did the feds.
Where's my grandson?
Come on upstairs,
we'll have a cup of tea.
I don't want any goddamn tea.
This is my home, Gemma.
Wee bit of respect
would go a long way.
You have coffee?
Aye.
Cammy brought the baby to me.
He knew he was in deep
shit with the club and the Army.
Set a meeting with my brother.
Wanted a pass from the priest.
Aye. He didn't get one.
After that, Kellan took
Abel to keep him safe.
Then let's go talk to Kellan.
No. He knows where
you are. He'll find you.
GEMMA: So we just wait?
MAUREEN: Aye.
Questions will be
answered soon enough.
Look, I'm sorry this
has happened to you.
I can't imagine the
pain you must be feeling.
LIAM [ON PHONE]:
Nothing we could do.
Pissers folded like girls.
Didn't give anything up.
But Charming don't
trust me, Jimmy.
I can smell it on them.
And McGee, shite.
I don't know if he's
got the heart for this.
I don't need heart. I
need goddamn brains.
So they ran some psych evals,
gave me some
meds, then spit me out.
I don't mind jail, I
just like it here better.
Yeah. Me too.
TIG: Where's my
five-eighth socket?
KOZIK: I got it.
Those aren't your goddamn tools.
Blow me. What?
I said, blow me.
I need that socket, man.
God, what is up with those two?
Not sure, but judging by
their level of malevolence
there's gotta be at least
one vagina involved.
Thanks for the insight.
I'll check the clubhouse
for the receivables.
TIG: You're a piece of shit.
KOZIK: You're the
one who stacked mud.
TIG: What does that even mean?
KOZIK: You know.
TIG: Why don't you talk
to me like a human being?
KOZIK: Tinkerbell.
Hey.
Hi.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry
about what happened
yesterday, with Ima.
It's not your fault.
I saw you hit her.
Thank you for that.
My pleasure.
Um.
Could I ask a favor?
Okay.
I need a good
clinic for an abortion.
Someplace you can
get in quick, pay cash.
How far along are you?
Not far. Eight weeks.
I can't think of any offhand.
What about Kettleman?
They only take HMOs.
I don't want this on the books.
Word gets out, could
hurt potential gigs.
I'll ask around.
Cool. Thanks.
Does, um, Opie know?
No. Timing's just not right.
I've been here before, doc.
Tip about the scrips was
good. I know what I saw.
I believe you.
What's this?
I know your refinishing
business is struggling.
Consider it a small
business loan.
I got a feeling
this conversation
is about to take
a hard right turn.
You grew up in Charming, Ernie.
Your home and
shop are both here.
But until recently,
your primary business
had to be conducted
beyond our borders.
Not anymore.
I know that.
And I can help
you show this town
you've turned over a new leaf.
So just how dirty
do I have to get
to be as clean as you, Mr. Hale?
You help my
business, I help yours.
Two hundred block,
Liberty Street. Four shops.
A commercial interest
I'm associated with
currently owns three
of the properties.
What, you need all
four to build hotels?
Something like that.
Two hundred block,
that's the pawn
shop, Lumpy's Gym.
It's that stubborn
old Jew, isn't it?
You need him out.
It's an extremely
time-sensitive issue.
Needs to be handled right away.
That's for expenses.
And if I say no?
Just leave the envelope.
BOBBY: Had to be Jimmy,
bought off the cops.
McGEE: Why would
Jimmy want to deport you?
I don't know. But he's been
lying to us the whole time.
You guys been having
any problems with the Army?
No. Still running
protection for weapons
in and out of Dungloe.
That's our main gig.
Got one tomorrow.
CHIBS: We gotta find Jimmy.
You should talk to the priest.
Kellan won't download
his Army intel on outsiders.
Call like that will get you an
ass-kicking from the Caseys.
We got visitors.
Oh, my God. It's my girls.
Hi. Hey.
Hey, how you doing?
Hi.
Jesus, look at you.
[♪♪♪]
I have no idea why Jimmy
lied. I'm not privy to his plans.
He doesn't trust me anymore.
Do you at least know what he's
been up to since he got back?
Recruiting. He's at his
bar in Newry day and night.
What about O'Neill? He on
Jimmy's permanent payroll?
Not that I know of.
But like I said, last few
months, been in the dark.
Sorry I have nothing that helps.
That's okay.
Thank you.
You should start wrapping
it up, Fi. Need to get back.
Kellan wants us to
stay at the rectory.
It's like a bloody fortress.
Jimmy really gonna
try to hurt us, Ma?
Hey. No one's ever
gonna hurt my baby.
I'll make sure of that.
Can't they stay for a
while? They just got here.
Church is nearby, right?
We can get them back safe.
You lads armed?
Tonight, then. Hey, thanks.
LUMPY: Jab it!
Go. One, two.
That's it. That's it.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.
What do you want, Darby?
I haven't been in
this place in years.
Hasn't changed a bit.
And you thought now
is a good time for a visit?
Some friends wanted
me to encourage you
to consider their generous offer
to buy this place.
Must be hard to make friends
with this kind of
hate on your chest.
Yeah, I guess it must push
a few buttons for you, huh?
I don't have any more buttons.
You got something you gotta do,
you come back
after I close and do it.
Don't be an idiot, Feldstein.
If it isn't me, it's gonna
be somebody else.
Take the money,
move to the desert,
retire with the rest
of the old Jews.
I appreciate your
concern for my future.
But I'll retire when I die.
[GROANS]
This jet lag's kicking my ass.
Brought you some coffee.
Right.
We should talk.
Aye.
I was holding on
to this pathetic hope
all the way here.
Maybe you were
wrong about Trinity.
But one look.
She's got his
eyes and his smile.
Did he know?
Yes.
Jesus Christ.
I was 18.
I didn't know what I was
doing. Neither did he.
Look, I have no delusions
about you and I being friends.
I just think a lot
of hate right now
is no good to anybody.
The shit between us,
it needs to stay buried.
Seems no matter how
deep I bury that shit
someone always digs it up.
The truth about John
will only distract Jax.
It's not a good idea. Not now.
Thanks for the coffee.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Hi.
My ma doesn't trust this
place to lay out clean sheets.
Good to know. Thanks.
Gonna be a rough one, isn't it?
I don't know.
I'm sorry about your son.
I wasn't here when
my uncle showed up.
Ma didn't wanna tell me.
Can you blame her?
How old are you?
Twenty-two.
You look younger.
That a problem?
Chibs is gonna take Fi and
Kerrianne back to St. Matt's.
Fine. Tell him to wait for me.
I'm going with him.
TRINITY: I better come with you.
Don't want you lads
getting lost in the big city.
Teller-Morrow.
CHUCKY: Tig. What?
Lumpy Feldstein on 3.
Move.
Lump.
What happened?
Nothing.
Find another bitch.
Whoever wants me out,
they turned up the heat.
They sent Darby to rough me up.
But he didn't? No, not yet.
But like he said,
if it's not him,
it would be someone else.
Lump, don't worry about a thing.
We'll keep you safe.
I'm not looking
for a babysitter.
Just want someone to
know what's going on,
in case something happens.
Nothing's gonna
happen, okay? We're on it.
TIG: All right? Okay.
All right. Thanks, boys.
All right. Come on.
Hey.
That right cross was
looking a little weak.
I can help you get it back.
The cross that did
that to your eye?
No. This shot was
from a lucky knee, dude.
Yeah, okay.
Hey, I don't blame you.
I'd be afraid to get in
the ring with me too.
I am so gonna beat
your dumb blond ass.
Take off your rings.
[IRISH MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
JAX: How long you
gonna stay with the priest?
Not sure.
There's plenty of
room on the plane,
so you're coming back with us.
I don't wanna leave Ireland.
Sweetheart, it's not for long.
It's just till all
this blows over.
And when's that?
[TIRES SCREECHING]
CHIBS: What's he doing?
[HORN HONKING]
Get down! Get down!
FIONA: Oh, my God.
[GUNFIRE]
JAX: Stay down.
MAN: Go. Go!
Girls okay?
Yeah. Casey picked them
up. They're back at the rectory.
Any idea who the shooter was?
Had to be Jimmy.
McGEE: No, it
wasn't. It was the UVF.
The Ulster Volunteers
are radical Loyalists.
They know that
Fiona's with Jimmy.
Probably been stalking her
since she showed up here.
Them and the PUP's
bloody overwhelmed
all the recruiting Jimmy's
doing down south.
So they gun down
women and children?
If they wanted to kill
you, you'd be dead.
Trust me on that, brother.
McGEE: He's right. The
UVF was using Fiona
to send a message to
Jimmy to cease and desist.
Jesus Christ.
We ain't in Charming
anymore, boys.
Do you have a minute?
MAN: Thank you.
I gave the FBI my statement.
Don't worry, I didn't
change my mind.
Oh. Thank you. This
is about something else.
A friend of mine
needs a procedure.
Probably an MVA.
It has to be discreet,
doesn't want to
report it to her HMO.
It's a job thing.
There's a family
center in Merced County
that'll do abortions
anonymously.
Can she get an
appointment quickly?
I'll make a call.
Thank you.
I guess your friend is gonna
need some down time afterwards.
I'll make sure it's covered.
Wait. You think
this is about me?
It's none of my
business. But if it was,
I'd tell you that you
were doing the right thing.
Why? Because you think
the father's a criminal?
Because I think the mother's
uncertain about her future.
And she knows that would be
an unstable
environment for a baby.
[SPANISH HIP-HOP PLAYING
ON SALAZAR'S STEREO]
[STEREO TURNS OFF]
Wanna tell me why
you gave my girl
the money to bail me out?
JACOB: We got a
lot in common, Hector.
We both lost someone
because of the Sons of Anarchy.
We both want that debt settled.
What do you want from me?
I wanna give you two grand now,
two later, for a few
hours of your time.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS]
[SPEAKING INAUDIBLY]
[CHATTERING]
Argh!
Who's next, lads? Ha, ha, ha.
Me.
LIAM: Prince
Charming. Let's fight.
LIAM: Let's go.
You better knock him out.
Don't you worry about that.
Don't want him messing
up that pretty face.
It's him that should be
worried about that. Just watch.
TRINITY: Wrap you up?
Thank you. Least I can do.
That's true. Pretty much
took a bullet for you today.
TRINITY: Aye. My hero.
JAX: You're good at that.
Hey.
TRINITY: Thanks.
Wanna take me to
your luxury suite?
Don't wanna watch your
boy defend the club's honor?
No. I'd rather watch
my man's big dick.
What about your ticker?
Fully medicated.
Hey. Make him bleed.
Where's your mom?
She ain't much for parties.
Let's go, lad.
You ready, punk?
Come on.
MAN 1: Let's go.
BOBBY: Yeah,
come on, Jackie boy.
MAN 1: Come on.
MAN 2: Get him! Come on!
[KOZIK GROANING]
Take that.
You gonna be all right to drive?
Or not drive.
Shut up. Come here.
Okay, Shepard, you got
the first watch with Lumpy.
How long? All night.
He sleeps back
there in that room.
Right.
Hey. You got a gun?
No, should I?
You shoot it, you own it.
Think I'm gonna
have to shoot it?
I can stay too.
Did we tell you to stay?
I'm not staying.
You'll be fine, dude.
Yeah, no shit.
Get out of here.
Hey, Jax.
Thank you.
[ALL LAUGHING]
CHIBS: How you doing, Jax?
Come on!
JAX: I'm gonna hit the shower.
Mom and Dad are
rocking the casbah,
they got the facilities tied up.
You can use our bath.
Least the water
will be almost warm.
All right, sounds good.
OPIE: Sounds good, doesn't it?
CHIBS: Don't forget to
scrub his back, darling.
Your uncle? Aye.
Jax Teller.
Jackson. Father Kellan.
Well, better clean yourself up.
Sean here will see you make it
to St. Matt's in
one piece this time.
We can talk there.
Okay.
I'll see you later.
You'll need to put
your ma to bed.
Love you, Ma.
[CLANKING]
[GLASS SHATTERING]
LUMPY: What the hell?
Son of a bitch.
What are you doing?!
Ugh!
You tell the Sons. Nobody
messes with the Mayans.
Shit.
Thanks again for this.
I don't really have
any people except Ope.
It's okay. I don't mind.
You must think
I'm a freak, right?
Porn star, baby killer.
I don't think that.
You sure you wanna
go through with it?
Yeah.
I love Ope.
It'd be nice to have
kids with him some day.
But not now.
Donna's ghost looms
pretty large in that house.
Ope tries to let me in, but
that fear of something awful
always keeps me on the outside.
I don't really know the guy.
WOMAN: Sarah Palin?
Guess that's me.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Denise will take you back.
LYLA: Thank you.
Excuse me, I'd like to
schedule an appointment.
Follow-up for your friend?
No, for me, actually.
I'm about seven weeks along.
Sure, hon.
Let's get you set up here.
Thank you.
Let's go. Bets.
Two thousand.
OPIE: Hang on, hang on.
CLAY: Two thousand
dollars is the bet.
MEN: Ooh.
Ten of D.
Hey.
Want some tea?
Sure, why not?
Another two. Oh, Jesus.
Drive-by, nearly deported.
This is just day one.
Just another vacation.
JUICE: So where you at?
I'm out. Let's see what you got.
How you doing?
Okay.
You know, we're
gonna find the kid.
I know.
CLAY: Full house.
MEN: Ah!
JUICE: I might have
rigged the game.
Come to Papa.
I tried to get you. I
slipped it. I made him win.
CLAY: Can I keep these?
CHIBS: Yeah, it's
all you. Very nice.
Heh.
It's good to see him smile.
He's a whole different
guy when you're not around.
You know, you're gonna
have to take care of him, Bobby.
When I'm gone.
He trusts you more than anyone.
Hey. Hey.
There is no reason to go
to the scary place, Gemma.
We're all right here.
Okay?
Yeah.
Okay.
Come here.
How about that tea?
[MEN LAUGHING]
[CHATTERING]
[PHONE RINGING]
McGEE: Liam.
Aye.
Hello?
Think we need to put
today's little setback behind us.
Talk about tomorrow's
Dungloe run.
Right.
Donny here will work
out the details with O'Neill.
You good with that, brother?
Aye.
O'Neill.
DONNY: Hope you're sober
enough to remember this.
You better write
this down, yeah?
Maureen said you have my son.
Well, I know where he is, yes.
Where?
He's safe.
Far from Belfast.
What the hell does that mean?
Do you have Abel or not?
Your son was in danger.
That threat is still present.
Jimmy.
Aye.
Why?
He has no reason to hurt my kid.
Oh, he has many.
What I'm about to
tell you, Jackson,
it's a very volatile subject.
The words I say only
God can be a witness.
You understand?
Jimmy O'Phelan wants to end
the Army's relationship
with the Sons of Anarchy.
Wants to cut out
the Belfast charter
from any future work.
Stop dealing guns to Charming.
Running protection
is Sambel's main gig.
It's why my dad helped
set up the charter.
Well, Jimmy wants to keep
that income in his pocket.
Wants to start selling
your guns to the Russians
up in Oregon for
a greater profit.
Everything Jimmy
does is for profit.
What does that have
to do with my kid?
The Army council have come
to a very difficult decision.
Jimmy's greed and arrogance
has become a hindrance
both internally and politically.
You experienced a vivid
example of that hatred tonight.
You're gonna get rid of him.
Well, Jimmy is enmeshed
in so many things
that define us.
If word got out that we had
killed one of our own leaders
there would be chaos.
The Loyalists would
have a field day.
But if someone from
the outside killed him.
Vengeance of a
distraught father.
Something every
Irishman would understand.
And Jimmy knew
that if we came here,
you and me would be
having this conversation.
He knows the line's been drawn.
That's why he lied
to you about the baby.
Why he tried to
get you deported.
And now you're here,
why he wants that
little one as leverage.
He is a grave threat
to both our families.
You kill Jimmy
O'Phelan and I promise
I will make sure Abel goes home
in the arms of
his loving family.
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
[English - US - Line 21]
BIG FELLA" PLAYING]
♪ I remember you back in the
GPO With Connolly and Clarke ♪
♪ Laughin' with McDermott ♪
♪ Through the bullets
And the sparks ♪
♪ Always with the smart remark
Your eyes blazin' and blue ♪
♪ When we needed confidence
We always turned to you ♪
♪ When they shot our leaders
Up against Kilmainham wall ♪
♪ You were there beside us
In that awful Easter dawn ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Where the hell are you now
When we need you the most? ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Tabhair dom do lámh ♪
♪ Back on the
streets Of Dublin ♪
♪ When we fought
The black and tans ♪
♪ You were there beside
us A towerin' mighty man ♪
♪ And God help the informer
Or the hated English spy ♪
♪ By Jaysus, Mick,
You'd crucify them ♪
♪ Without the
blinkin' Of an eye ♪
♪ Still you had a heart as
soft As the early mornin' dew ♪
♪ Every widow, whore and
orphan Could always turn to you ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Where the hell are you now
When we need you the most? ♪
♪ Say, big fella ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Tabhair dom do lámh ♪
♪ We had to turn
against you, Mick ♪
♪ There was nothin'
We could do ♪
♪ 'Cause we couldn't
betray The republic ♪
♪ Like Arthur Griffith And you ♪
♪ And though we had to shoot
you Down in golden Béal na Bláth ♪
♪ I always knew that Ireland
Lost her greatest son of all ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
♪ Where the hell are you now ♪
♪ When we need you the most? ♪
♪ Big fella ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Tabhair dom do lámh ♪
♪ Hey, big fella ♪
[McGEE CHUCKLES]
Too long, brother.
Good to see you, Keith.
McGEE: Travel well?
We're all in one piece.
All right. Great. Great.
CHIBS: Good to see you.
Look at you. You little
bastard. Come here!
Grand to see you, son.
Uncle.
Really glad you're here, mate.
The last time I
seen this wee shite,
he was in nappies.
I was 15 at the time.
[ALL LAUGHING]
How's my girls?
Priest stashed Fi and
Kerrianne at St. Matt's Rectory.
They're safe.
LIAM: Meet's being arranged.
You're good boys.
You're good boys. Thank you.
Thank you.
Hey. This thing with
O'Neill. We okay?
Good to see you, mate.
Yeah.
All right. Let's get
you fellas home, huh?
[KEYS CLINKING]
[DOOR OPENS]
Where's my lawyer?
I don't know. Maybe
she's in Belfast.
That's very funny.
Not as funny as speeding,
reckless endangerment,
obstruction of justice...
You know, speeding, maybe.
But everything
else is just hearsay.
Bail's been posted.
Who?
Oh, doc, thanks.
Sure.
Can we go?
Get his stuff.
EGLEE: This way.
UNSER: Hey.
Handed over our
information to the FBI.
They're gonna be talking
to hospital personnel today
about Gemma's escape.
I know.
If there was something maybe
you forgot to tell us yesterday,
it's understandable.
You could catch me up now
and I'll make sure the feds
know it was our oversight.
I didn't forget anything.
TIG: You're a doll. Thanks.
Somebody else is gonna
have to pick up that tow truck
from the impound.
Your license has been suspended.
What? Why?
You took three arms
of law enforcement
on a hundred-mile-an-hour
goose chase.
It'll be two years before
you're behind a wheel.
TIG: Are you serious?
How the hell am I
supposed to work?
How am I gonna ride?
Come on. You'll be dead
before I get that license back.
Get him out of here.
TARA: Come on.
I'll call the garage, have
somebody pick you up at impound.
Bullshit.
GEMMA: What the hell is that?
Police Services,
Northern Ireland.
As long as they got
ID they should be okay.
Out here, they
ain't gonna bother
running it through Interpol.
What do we do here?
Random stop. Just keep it light.
Smile and show
them your passport.
Identification.
Just showing our
American brothers
the beautiful Irish
countryside, officer.
Identification.
You.
You.
You. You.
You heard him. Come on. You.
COP 1: Right here. Give it.
COP 2: You have
it? Come on, let's go.
COP 1: That'll do.
COP 2: You too.
There you are.
Just wait right there.
This is bad.
LIEUTENANT:
Uh-huh. Right. Let's go.
Goddamn it.
Down! Down on the ground! Now!
Hey, hey, hey. What's
the worry here, lads?
Yank brothers fled
jurisdiction from California.
We're detaining them.
You! Here! On the ground! Now!
Get down! Down! Down!
COP 1: You heard him.
LIEUTENANT: Down! Down!
COP 1: Right here.
Don't make sense. They
wouldn't be able to get the intel.
Not that quick.
On your knees.
Dirty Loyalist bastard.
Oh, shit.
CLAY: Damn it.
Get them in the van
now! Move! Move!
Move them out! Move it!
Get in. In the van now.
All right, all right.
LIEUTENANT: Move.
COP 1: Open up the back.
Where they gonna take them?
After that, these assholes
will probably shoot
them and dump them.
Blame it on the life.
Move it out.
Step on the gas.
What? Just step on the gas.
You heard the lady.
I ain't gonna
broadside a police...
GEMMA: Run them off the road!
Jesus, mother of God.
You're out of your
bloody mind, woman!
Holy shit!
KEITH: Take them out!
MAN: Jesus Christ.
Get in the car.
There we go. Not worth it.
PADRAIC: Keys. Keys.
Come on.
MAN 1: Get out.
Out with him.
MAN 1: Get out. Don't move.
GEMMA: Get them out.
PADRAIC: All right, boys.
MAN 1: You're fine,
you're fine. Come on.
GEMMA: Everybody okay?
BOBBY: Oh, yeah. Lovely.
Here you go, mate.
MAN 3: Yeah. Yeah.
CHIBS: Get these cuffs off me.
JAX: Holy shit.
What the hell was that?
Welcome to Ireland.
[CURTIS STIGERS & THE FOREST
RANGERS' "THIS LIFE" PLAYING]
♪ 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
path Until you die ♪
♪ Gotta look this
world In the eye ♪
Where'd you get the intel on us?
I'm a police officer.
JAX: Yeah? Then how
come your buddies took off?
What happened to backup?
They got scared
because shit went south.
Who paid you off?
No, Jackie boy. This is mine.
OPIE: All right,
all right, all right.
Now, you ever wanna
chew with those teeth again
you're gonna open
up, aren't you?
Hap. HAPPY: Yeah?
Kill one of his men.
Oh, yes, I will.
LIEUTENANT: Wait. Wait. No.
COP: We were paid!
We were paid to detain you.
Send you back to the States.
Jimmy O'Phelan?
I don't know who.
Hap.
LIEUTENANT: I swear
on my mother's eyes.
We didn't get a name.
Only the money and the task.
CHIBS: It's that
bastard O'Phelan.
Yeah. I guess he
knows we're here.
BOBBY: Well, we gotta
do something about all this.
I don't think we'll get
them through duty free.
Pull their IDs.
BOBBY: Come on, get out.
Lay down.
Now, we know your name.
Charles.
And now my boys
know where you live.
I'd hate for anything to
happen to that pretty family
because their dad
was on the take.
We can ruin your career.
And we can
definitely ruin your life.
Understand?
Aye.
CLAY: Let's go.
Picking you up wasn't
my idea. Talk to Piney.
Shit. Two years.
No riding, no vote.
Don't worry, I'll let
you ride bitch with me.
That's gonna be tough,
you being up in Tacoma.
I ain't ever, ever letting
you patch Samcro, man.
It's been eight
years, douche bag.
Yeah. And not a day goes
by I don't think about her.
Not one.
JACOB: You were supposed
to transport Gemma to county.
Thinking I helped
her, you're wrong.
Well, someone's
been helping them.
They got tipped
off about the raid.
Their bail hearing was pushed.
I thought we were on
the same page here.
We are.
I'm not helping Samcro.
Gotta be more than that.
You have to be willing
to hurt them, Wayne.
You're a police
chief, they're felons.
I'm very aware of
our current standings.
[SALAZAR SPEAKING SPANISH]
What the hell is that?
I ain't the one you
should be dragging to jail.
Sons killed Pozo.
Why ain't you doing
nothing about that?
Hector Salazar, Calaveras MC.
SALAZAR: Why ain't you
doing nothing about the Sons?
Come on. I just
wanna see my boy!
I wanna bury my boy!
Roughed up an
admin at St. Thomas.
Pissed off they won't release
his dead buddy, Pozo Fuentes.
Guy who shot the kid.
DA needs to confirm
cause of death.
Anybody hurt? No.
Sounds like Hector's
got a strong opinion
about how his friend died.
Good for Hector.
He's a county problem.
[BELLS TOLLING]
Thanks.
[MOTORCYCLES ROARING]
[PEOPLE WHISTLING AND CHEERING]
MAN 1: Nice, man.
MAN 2: How you doing, brother?
MAN 3: Brother.
Who's that woman?
Gemma Teller.
That's Jax?
Aye. Has to be.
Well, welcome.
Maureen.
Jax. Welcome.
Hey. Thank you.
Gemma.
Oh, this is Trinity,
my daughter.
Gemma.
Clay. Nice to me meet you.
Hey, I'm Jax. I think
we spoke on the phone.
You go and watch
the register, love.
Glad you're here.
We'll see you later.
Didn't expect you
to make the journey.
Neither did the feds.
Where's my grandson?
Come on upstairs,
we'll have a cup of tea.
I don't want any goddamn tea.
This is my home, Gemma.
Wee bit of respect
would go a long way.
You have coffee?
Aye.
Cammy brought the baby to me.
He knew he was in deep
shit with the club and the Army.
Set a meeting with my brother.
Wanted a pass from the priest.
Aye. He didn't get one.
After that, Kellan took
Abel to keep him safe.
Then let's go talk to Kellan.
No. He knows where
you are. He'll find you.
GEMMA: So we just wait?
MAUREEN: Aye.
Questions will be
answered soon enough.
Look, I'm sorry this
has happened to you.
I can't imagine the
pain you must be feeling.
LIAM [ON PHONE]:
Nothing we could do.
Pissers folded like girls.
Didn't give anything up.
But Charming don't
trust me, Jimmy.
I can smell it on them.
And McGee, shite.
I don't know if he's
got the heart for this.
I don't need heart. I
need goddamn brains.
So they ran some psych evals,
gave me some
meds, then spit me out.
I don't mind jail, I
just like it here better.
Yeah. Me too.
TIG: Where's my
five-eighth socket?
KOZIK: I got it.
Those aren't your goddamn tools.
Blow me. What?
I said, blow me.
I need that socket, man.
God, what is up with those two?
Not sure, but judging by
their level of malevolence
there's gotta be at least
one vagina involved.
Thanks for the insight.
I'll check the clubhouse
for the receivables.
TIG: You're a piece of shit.
KOZIK: You're the
one who stacked mud.
TIG: What does that even mean?
KOZIK: You know.
TIG: Why don't you talk
to me like a human being?
KOZIK: Tinkerbell.
Hey.
Hi.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry
about what happened
yesterday, with Ima.
It's not your fault.
I saw you hit her.
Thank you for that.
My pleasure.
Um.
Could I ask a favor?
Okay.
I need a good
clinic for an abortion.
Someplace you can
get in quick, pay cash.
How far along are you?
Not far. Eight weeks.
I can't think of any offhand.
What about Kettleman?
They only take HMOs.
I don't want this on the books.
Word gets out, could
hurt potential gigs.
I'll ask around.
Cool. Thanks.
Does, um, Opie know?
No. Timing's just not right.
I've been here before, doc.
Tip about the scrips was
good. I know what I saw.
I believe you.
What's this?
I know your refinishing
business is struggling.
Consider it a small
business loan.
I got a feeling
this conversation
is about to take
a hard right turn.
You grew up in Charming, Ernie.
Your home and
shop are both here.
But until recently,
your primary business
had to be conducted
beyond our borders.
Not anymore.
I know that.
And I can help
you show this town
you've turned over a new leaf.
So just how dirty
do I have to get
to be as clean as you, Mr. Hale?
You help my
business, I help yours.
Two hundred block,
Liberty Street. Four shops.
A commercial interest
I'm associated with
currently owns three
of the properties.
What, you need all
four to build hotels?
Something like that.
Two hundred block,
that's the pawn
shop, Lumpy's Gym.
It's that stubborn
old Jew, isn't it?
You need him out.
It's an extremely
time-sensitive issue.
Needs to be handled right away.
That's for expenses.
And if I say no?
Just leave the envelope.
BOBBY: Had to be Jimmy,
bought off the cops.
McGEE: Why would
Jimmy want to deport you?
I don't know. But he's been
lying to us the whole time.
You guys been having
any problems with the Army?
No. Still running
protection for weapons
in and out of Dungloe.
That's our main gig.
Got one tomorrow.
CHIBS: We gotta find Jimmy.
You should talk to the priest.
Kellan won't download
his Army intel on outsiders.
Call like that will get you an
ass-kicking from the Caseys.
We got visitors.
Oh, my God. It's my girls.
Hi. Hey.
Hey, how you doing?
Hi.
Jesus, look at you.
[♪♪♪]
I have no idea why Jimmy
lied. I'm not privy to his plans.
He doesn't trust me anymore.
Do you at least know what he's
been up to since he got back?
Recruiting. He's at his
bar in Newry day and night.
What about O'Neill? He on
Jimmy's permanent payroll?
Not that I know of.
But like I said, last few
months, been in the dark.
Sorry I have nothing that helps.
That's okay.
Thank you.
You should start wrapping
it up, Fi. Need to get back.
Kellan wants us to
stay at the rectory.
It's like a bloody fortress.
Jimmy really gonna
try to hurt us, Ma?
Hey. No one's ever
gonna hurt my baby.
I'll make sure of that.
Can't they stay for a
while? They just got here.
Church is nearby, right?
We can get them back safe.
You lads armed?
Tonight, then. Hey, thanks.
LUMPY: Jab it!
Go. One, two.
That's it. That's it.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.
What do you want, Darby?
I haven't been in
this place in years.
Hasn't changed a bit.
And you thought now
is a good time for a visit?
Some friends wanted
me to encourage you
to consider their generous offer
to buy this place.
Must be hard to make friends
with this kind of
hate on your chest.
Yeah, I guess it must push
a few buttons for you, huh?
I don't have any more buttons.
You got something you gotta do,
you come back
after I close and do it.
Don't be an idiot, Feldstein.
If it isn't me, it's gonna
be somebody else.
Take the money,
move to the desert,
retire with the rest
of the old Jews.
I appreciate your
concern for my future.
But I'll retire when I die.
[GROANS]
This jet lag's kicking my ass.
Brought you some coffee.
Right.
We should talk.
Aye.
I was holding on
to this pathetic hope
all the way here.
Maybe you were
wrong about Trinity.
But one look.
She's got his
eyes and his smile.
Did he know?
Yes.
Jesus Christ.
I was 18.
I didn't know what I was
doing. Neither did he.
Look, I have no delusions
about you and I being friends.
I just think a lot
of hate right now
is no good to anybody.
The shit between us,
it needs to stay buried.
Seems no matter how
deep I bury that shit
someone always digs it up.
The truth about John
will only distract Jax.
It's not a good idea. Not now.
Thanks for the coffee.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Hi.
My ma doesn't trust this
place to lay out clean sheets.
Good to know. Thanks.
Gonna be a rough one, isn't it?
I don't know.
I'm sorry about your son.
I wasn't here when
my uncle showed up.
Ma didn't wanna tell me.
Can you blame her?
How old are you?
Twenty-two.
You look younger.
That a problem?
Chibs is gonna take Fi and
Kerrianne back to St. Matt's.
Fine. Tell him to wait for me.
I'm going with him.
TRINITY: I better come with you.
Don't want you lads
getting lost in the big city.
Teller-Morrow.
CHUCKY: Tig. What?
Lumpy Feldstein on 3.
Move.
Lump.
What happened?
Nothing.
Find another bitch.
Whoever wants me out,
they turned up the heat.
They sent Darby to rough me up.
But he didn't? No, not yet.
But like he said,
if it's not him,
it would be someone else.
Lump, don't worry about a thing.
We'll keep you safe.
I'm not looking
for a babysitter.
Just want someone to
know what's going on,
in case something happens.
Nothing's gonna
happen, okay? We're on it.
TIG: All right? Okay.
All right. Thanks, boys.
All right. Come on.
Hey.
That right cross was
looking a little weak.
I can help you get it back.
The cross that did
that to your eye?
No. This shot was
from a lucky knee, dude.
Yeah, okay.
Hey, I don't blame you.
I'd be afraid to get in
the ring with me too.
I am so gonna beat
your dumb blond ass.
Take off your rings.
[IRISH MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
JAX: How long you
gonna stay with the priest?
Not sure.
There's plenty of
room on the plane,
so you're coming back with us.
I don't wanna leave Ireland.
Sweetheart, it's not for long.
It's just till all
this blows over.
And when's that?
[TIRES SCREECHING]
CHIBS: What's he doing?
[HORN HONKING]
Get down! Get down!
FIONA: Oh, my God.
[GUNFIRE]
JAX: Stay down.
MAN: Go. Go!
Girls okay?
Yeah. Casey picked them
up. They're back at the rectory.
Any idea who the shooter was?
Had to be Jimmy.
McGEE: No, it
wasn't. It was the UVF.
The Ulster Volunteers
are radical Loyalists.
They know that
Fiona's with Jimmy.
Probably been stalking her
since she showed up here.
Them and the PUP's
bloody overwhelmed
all the recruiting Jimmy's
doing down south.
So they gun down
women and children?
If they wanted to kill
you, you'd be dead.
Trust me on that, brother.
McGEE: He's right. The
UVF was using Fiona
to send a message to
Jimmy to cease and desist.
Jesus Christ.
We ain't in Charming
anymore, boys.
Do you have a minute?
MAN: Thank you.
I gave the FBI my statement.
Don't worry, I didn't
change my mind.
Oh. Thank you. This
is about something else.
A friend of mine
needs a procedure.
Probably an MVA.
It has to be discreet,
doesn't want to
report it to her HMO.
It's a job thing.
There's a family
center in Merced County
that'll do abortions
anonymously.
Can she get an
appointment quickly?
I'll make a call.
Thank you.
I guess your friend is gonna
need some down time afterwards.
I'll make sure it's covered.
Wait. You think
this is about me?
It's none of my
business. But if it was,
I'd tell you that you
were doing the right thing.
Why? Because you think
the father's a criminal?
Because I think the mother's
uncertain about her future.
And she knows that would be
an unstable
environment for a baby.
[SPANISH HIP-HOP PLAYING
ON SALAZAR'S STEREO]
[STEREO TURNS OFF]
Wanna tell me why
you gave my girl
the money to bail me out?
JACOB: We got a
lot in common, Hector.
We both lost someone
because of the Sons of Anarchy.
We both want that debt settled.
What do you want from me?
I wanna give you two grand now,
two later, for a few
hours of your time.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS]
[SPEAKING INAUDIBLY]
[CHATTERING]
Argh!
Who's next, lads? Ha, ha, ha.
Me.
LIAM: Prince
Charming. Let's fight.
LIAM: Let's go.
You better knock him out.
Don't you worry about that.
Don't want him messing
up that pretty face.
It's him that should be
worried about that. Just watch.
TRINITY: Wrap you up?
Thank you. Least I can do.
That's true. Pretty much
took a bullet for you today.
TRINITY: Aye. My hero.
JAX: You're good at that.
Hey.
TRINITY: Thanks.
Wanna take me to
your luxury suite?
Don't wanna watch your
boy defend the club's honor?
No. I'd rather watch
my man's big dick.
What about your ticker?
Fully medicated.
Hey. Make him bleed.
Where's your mom?
She ain't much for parties.
Let's go, lad.
You ready, punk?
Come on.
MAN 1: Let's go.
BOBBY: Yeah,
come on, Jackie boy.
MAN 1: Come on.
MAN 2: Get him! Come on!
[KOZIK GROANING]
Take that.
You gonna be all right to drive?
Or not drive.
Shut up. Come here.
Okay, Shepard, you got
the first watch with Lumpy.
How long? All night.
He sleeps back
there in that room.
Right.
Hey. You got a gun?
No, should I?
You shoot it, you own it.
Think I'm gonna
have to shoot it?
I can stay too.
Did we tell you to stay?
I'm not staying.
You'll be fine, dude.
Yeah, no shit.
Get out of here.
Hey, Jax.
Thank you.
[ALL LAUGHING]
CHIBS: How you doing, Jax?
Come on!
JAX: I'm gonna hit the shower.
Mom and Dad are
rocking the casbah,
they got the facilities tied up.
You can use our bath.
Least the water
will be almost warm.
All right, sounds good.
OPIE: Sounds good, doesn't it?
CHIBS: Don't forget to
scrub his back, darling.
Your uncle? Aye.
Jax Teller.
Jackson. Father Kellan.
Well, better clean yourself up.
Sean here will see you make it
to St. Matt's in
one piece this time.
We can talk there.
Okay.
I'll see you later.
You'll need to put
your ma to bed.
Love you, Ma.
[CLANKING]
[GLASS SHATTERING]
LUMPY: What the hell?
Son of a bitch.
What are you doing?!
Ugh!
You tell the Sons. Nobody
messes with the Mayans.
Shit.
Thanks again for this.
I don't really have
any people except Ope.
It's okay. I don't mind.
You must think
I'm a freak, right?
Porn star, baby killer.
I don't think that.
You sure you wanna
go through with it?
Yeah.
I love Ope.
It'd be nice to have
kids with him some day.
But not now.
Donna's ghost looms
pretty large in that house.
Ope tries to let me in, but
that fear of something awful
always keeps me on the outside.
I don't really know the guy.
WOMAN: Sarah Palin?
Guess that's me.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Denise will take you back.
LYLA: Thank you.
Excuse me, I'd like to
schedule an appointment.
Follow-up for your friend?
No, for me, actually.
I'm about seven weeks along.
Sure, hon.
Let's get you set up here.
Thank you.
Let's go. Bets.
Two thousand.
OPIE: Hang on, hang on.
CLAY: Two thousand
dollars is the bet.
MEN: Ooh.
Ten of D.
Hey.
Want some tea?
Sure, why not?
Another two. Oh, Jesus.
Drive-by, nearly deported.
This is just day one.
Just another vacation.
JUICE: So where you at?
I'm out. Let's see what you got.
How you doing?
Okay.
You know, we're
gonna find the kid.
I know.
CLAY: Full house.
MEN: Ah!
JUICE: I might have
rigged the game.
Come to Papa.
I tried to get you. I
slipped it. I made him win.
CLAY: Can I keep these?
CHIBS: Yeah, it's
all you. Very nice.
Heh.
It's good to see him smile.
He's a whole different
guy when you're not around.
You know, you're gonna
have to take care of him, Bobby.
When I'm gone.
He trusts you more than anyone.
Hey. Hey.
There is no reason to go
to the scary place, Gemma.
We're all right here.
Okay?
Yeah.
Okay.
Come here.
How about that tea?
[MEN LAUGHING]
[CHATTERING]
[PHONE RINGING]
McGEE: Liam.
Aye.
Hello?
Think we need to put
today's little setback behind us.
Talk about tomorrow's
Dungloe run.
Right.
Donny here will work
out the details with O'Neill.
You good with that, brother?
Aye.
O'Neill.
DONNY: Hope you're sober
enough to remember this.
You better write
this down, yeah?
Maureen said you have my son.
Well, I know where he is, yes.
Where?
He's safe.
Far from Belfast.
What the hell does that mean?
Do you have Abel or not?
Your son was in danger.
That threat is still present.
Jimmy.
Aye.
Why?
He has no reason to hurt my kid.
Oh, he has many.
What I'm about to
tell you, Jackson,
it's a very volatile subject.
The words I say only
God can be a witness.
You understand?
Jimmy O'Phelan wants to end
the Army's relationship
with the Sons of Anarchy.
Wants to cut out
the Belfast charter
from any future work.
Stop dealing guns to Charming.
Running protection
is Sambel's main gig.
It's why my dad helped
set up the charter.
Well, Jimmy wants to keep
that income in his pocket.
Wants to start selling
your guns to the Russians
up in Oregon for
a greater profit.
Everything Jimmy
does is for profit.
What does that have
to do with my kid?
The Army council have come
to a very difficult decision.
Jimmy's greed and arrogance
has become a hindrance
both internally and politically.
You experienced a vivid
example of that hatred tonight.
You're gonna get rid of him.
Well, Jimmy is enmeshed
in so many things
that define us.
If word got out that we had
killed one of our own leaders
there would be chaos.
The Loyalists would
have a field day.
But if someone from
the outside killed him.
Vengeance of a
distraught father.
Something every
Irishman would understand.
And Jimmy knew
that if we came here,
you and me would be
having this conversation.
He knows the line's been drawn.
That's why he lied
to you about the baby.
Why he tried to
get you deported.
And now you're here,
why he wants that
little one as leverage.
He is a grave threat
to both our families.
You kill Jimmy
O'Phelan and I promise
I will make sure Abel goes home
in the arms of
his loving family.
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