Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 4, Episode 2 - Booster - full transcript
The Sons of Anarchy are forced to make a decision that could challenge the future of the club.
Previously on Sons of Anarchy...
Hey, you're here!
Sheriff Roosevelt.
I'm Linc Potter.
Assistant U.S. Attorney.
You're here because you can be
trusted and because we need you.
Count me in.
We'll be able to get the tape on
Putlova buying and selling illegal arms.
We will take down the ROC, and
by association, the real IRA
and the Sons of Anarchy.
Charming is now under the jurisdiction
of the San Joaquin Sheriff Department.
The next time I see any one of
you who got out today wearing
cuts, they'll belong to me.
It's beautiful.
We should get married.
I'm done with SAMCRO.
We're gonna take our boys, and
we're gonna get the hell out of
here, be a real family.
Pronounce
you man and wife.
This is for Jax Teller.
Just business.
How you doing?
Didn't want to wake you.
Mmm...
It's good to be home.
Made the papers.
Oh, yeah.
Four bodies out by Haleville.
Just part of the process.
We're protected.
Not worried about that.
This fell out of one of
Abel's coloring books.
He must have found it
somewhere in Jax's house.
Letters?
Maureen Ashby.
Trying to turn my
son against me.
Bitch must have stuffed them in
his bag when we left Belfast.
And you think
Jax read them?
Had to be Jax or
Tara who found them.
Ah, this is JT wooing pussy.
Probably a bunch of love letters,
some half-gay poems and shit.
Yeah, or a stack of hate.
John sharing his every
woe and suspicion.
I am telling you, that Irish gash
is reaching across the Atlantic.
She can't hurt us.
And John can't hurt us.
John trusted her.
Had a goddamn family with her.
There's no telling
what he confided.
This was real, it'd
have blown up by now.
We're good.
So, don't go setting fires
when there's nothing to burn.
You hear me?
I don't do that.
Not all the time.
I got to go.
There's oatmeal on the stove.
Mmm, oatmeal.
Love you.
Love you.
Okay, so Elyda comes at
noon, and your mom watches
them in the morning
when I'm at work.
But I-I can change their
schedule if you want.
No, I don't want to
mess with their routine.
It's already a big
help having you around.
Daddy.
...Charming, California was rocked earlier
this morning by a discovery of four
bodies at a housing development.
Details are still coming in,
but we have learned that the
victims were shot
multiple times.
Were you involved?
How much do
you want to know?
- ...suggesting associations with
- All of it.
It was retaliation for
what happened to me in prison.
Russians.
We made...
Ah, look at
this perfect family.
Kids are at school.
We should take advantage.
It's a honeymoon day.
I have to go to work.
Sooner we get you knocked up,
the sooner you get to stop working.
Dondo gets very fussy
if his actors don't show.
He takes his girl-on-girl
very seriously.
Wouldn't want to
upset the prince of labia.
You hear the news?
They said those bodies they
found were all Russians.
Really?
There were
Russians at our wedding.
Were you guys part of this?
No.
We're good with the Russians.
Not surprised though.
Those guys are mixed
up in some crazy shit.
See you later.
See you later.
Yeah.
Bye.
Everything okay?
You know, with us.
What are you talking about?
I just...
I just missed you so much.
We're fine, Mom.
I love you more than
anything in this world, Jackson.
You know that, right?
I know.
Okay.
I love you, too, Mom.
Yeah.
See you later.
See you later.
I'm guessing there are
another three or four dead
Russians somewhere else
in Charming this morning.
Not all Russians.
Sorry about Worski.
Yes, I know.
He was a good agent.
- They're all marked...
- Wow.
I did not see this coming.
It is through being wounded power grows
and can, in the end, become tremendous.
Am I missing the
upswing to this?
Bold. Bold.
They are growing bold.
Why? How?
Sons are a midsized club,
barely in the top ten.
What empowers them to go
head-to-head with the ROC, wipe
out a whole damn Gulag?
Revenge.
They wouldn't have lasted
this long if they were that stupid.
Ah, Mayor McCheese approaches.
Does it bother anyone in this
town that their mayor is also
their biggest developer?
No! Ugh!
No one smells that stench?
Oh, yeah, this shit is
gonna make his head explode.
Nothing like a pile of bodies
to bring down property values.
Yeah, no kidding.
Clock is ticking on the
eminent domain buyout.
He loses his investors, the
vote goes back to city council.
They can revert
back all the land.
There goes
the neighborhood.
Good morning.
Not if you're Russian.
I hope you have no doubts
as to who's responsible for this.
I'm on it.
Clay and his guys did
this in the first 24 hours.
We don't know
if it was the Sons.
The Russians run with
dangerous crowds.
Jesus Christ.
Are-are you gonna tell me that
dumping these bodies here was
not a calculated
move by Clay Morrow?
Could be sending a message.
Could be?
You run hard at these
white trash barbarians.
You understand me?
This shit cannot happen again.
Is that an order from the mayor
or the real estate developer?
It's the
plea of a citizen.
Do what the taxpayers
hired you to do.
♪ 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. ♪
They're waiting inside.
Keep the crusher running.
It may get a little noisy.
I got it.
Marcus.
Clay.
Good to see you, man.
Jax.
How you doing?
All right, bro.
Clay, Jax...
Romero Parada.
Friends call me Romeo.
Good to finally
meet meet you, man.
Yeah, thank
you for coming up.
Santos and Luis.
I heard Viktor Putlova never made
it home from SAMCRO's wedding.
Yeah, we, uh... we had to put 'em
down...whole North Cali crew.
Must have
been a wild party.
We'd like to avoid
them throwing one for us.
No one is to interfere
with our new friendship.
Thank you.
Yeah, thank you.
Now, see the wares.
Right here.
Got AR-15s, SIG 551s,
AKs, KG-9s, Glocks, FN-57s.
Got two dozen of each local.
Except the 57s.
Only got 15 of them.
Just like we discussed;
20% off the street tag.
What about ammo?
The Wahewa press
everything we need.
These are excellent.
We'll take all
you have in stock.
Let's set a shipment
for every two weeks.
Three dozen of everything
except the Glocks.
We can make that work.
There's more.
I need bigger.
How much bigger?
RPGs, .50-caliber machine
guns long-range sniper rifles.
Well, I'll
have to make a call.
Good. Let me see, if my math is
correct, that's seven hundred and change
for your current stock.
Give me 100K in mixed ammo.
Hmm...
500 K should cover
half plus your transport payment.
Well, I got a run scheduled
for this weekend, bro.
I'll have the coke ready
for you for the run back.
Sounds good.
You guys are welcome
to keep the samples.
I'll be in
town a couple days.
Call me as soon as you
hear from the Irish.
We're trafficking blow?
Nah.
We're just muling it back.
Mayans are chopping
and distributing.
Jesus Christ.
Part of the deal.
I had no choice.
Who else knows?
Nobody.
That's why you're here.
I need you to understand this.
Understand what?
That you forgot to mention we'd also be
running coke for the Galindo Cartel?
We voted in selling them guns.
We'll have another vote.
You brokered this whole
goddamn thing in Stockton,
kept us out of the
loop on purpose.
The Russians needed to die
for what they did to you inside.
The Galindo Cartel is the
only player deep enough to
keep the Russians off our backs.
Oh, don't give me the
"I did this for you, son"
bullshit!
This ain't about me, Clay.
And this ain't about the club.
This is about you cashing out.
These last two
years... brutal.
Your mom and me... no savings, no...
medical, no... retirement cushion.
I got, what, a year, maybe two?
I've given my whole
life to this club.
I don't want to walk
away with nothing.
You pushed a guy off a roof in
Belfast for the exact same thing.
McGee was a rat.
What do you want from me?
This vote
splits the ranks.
I want you to back me.
It's the only way
this thing passes.
If I do this...
I'm out when you're out.
What the hell
you talking about?
You wanted the gavel
your whole life.
Not anymore.
What are you, what are you gonna...
leave SAMCRO?
What the hell else you gonna do?
It doesn't matter.
I need your word, you'll
let me walk away.
No recourse.
What about your mom?
She's an old lady, Clay;
she's not a member.
I'm gonna need you to
keep her in check.
It ain't that simple.
Yeah, it is.
When you hand over the club, you push for
the president's patch to go to Opie.
That's the deal.
My out for your drugs.
Okay.
SAMCRO's never been
in the drug business.
And never will.
The last thing that we
want to do is give Alvarez
leverage over our business.
We've been good with the
Mayans for over two years now, Ope.
Yeah, and let's not forget, if it
wasn't for our brown alliance, Russians
would've shivved all of us.
Cartel's
already committed.
Word's been put out.
Russians aren't gonna touch us.
What about the Feds?
Drugs put us on DEA's radar.
We're gonna
find a new buyer.
May not pay as much,
but with the Niners and the
Italians, we'll still earn.
The IRA have an
expectation of big volume.
Without the Russians, that
burden lands right here with us.
Cartel gives us all the
demand our supply can handle.
We do this short-term, cash out.
It's a goddamn cartel!
There is no short-term.
I think it's
worth the risk.
Down payment for
our first order.
We should all
think about this.
We'll vote when the
others get back.
Jax, go check on the ammo,
and, uh, take Ope with you.
I want this.
Yeah.
Tell Happy that, uh, we're
going to have to keep the
guns at his aunt's house
a couple more days.
I got to lock down the storage.
All right.
Clay.
Give me a minute?
This move... I know
why you're doing it.
But all due respect...
it's a mistake.
Well, I appreciate that, but
I'm not asking for your counsel.
Push this through,
it kills SAMCRO.
I love you, brother.
But I love this club more.
Not going to let it happen.
Well, I...
I love you, too.
Do what you have to do.
It's okay.
Oh, shit.
It's okay.
I know.
I know.
Here we go.
Hi.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
Just handle Thomas, okay?
Yeah.
Shh.
Okay.
What are you looking for, baby?
Mommy's bag.
Really?
Nothing to say?
Not quite sure who
I'm talking to anymore.
Wow.
That's deep, man.
Not really.
When you were inside,
what'd you think about?
Donna, the kids.
Yeah, me, too, man.
The whole time.
Tara and my boys.
Tara and my boys.
Wondering how the hell I'm
going to take care of them.
Stay whole, be a decent father.
Pushing coke
was your solution?
No.
Earning big was.
Look, I know running with the
cartel is serious shit, but I
don't want to live
hand-to-mouth anymore.
I want something
more for my boys.
You know, I watched
Tara take care of your kids.
She's a strong chick, man.
She really stepped up.
But Lyla, she... I mean, I love her, but...
she's not Donna.
I go away, she'd never be able to
take care of three kids by herself.
I can't do that to her.
Can't do that to them.
We're not going away, Ope.
The cartel is protected.
They got politicians and law
enforcement on the payroll from
Lodi to Mexico City.
Nah, we're going to be fine.
You sound like you're trying
to convince yourself as much as me.
Thanks.
So where's the
rest of your team?
Reassigned.
They all knew our undercover.
Gets too personal.
Tread water for a few weeks.
Wait for new intel.
And what if that
intel doesn't come?
Sons wouldn't have taken out the
Russians without a contingency in place.
It's too ambitious a
move to be lateral.
A bigger player.
Who?
Not sure.
Hence the water treading.
You got water, I got blood.
I'm getting a lot of
internal heat on this thing.
These guys shit
on my front lawn.
I got to protect my town.
I just came in and
gave you a heads-up.
Do your job,
then, good sheriff.
Should look like
business as usual.
Be the badge.
You don't call.
You don't write.
Yeah.
Welcome home.
You guys didn't waste
any goddamn time.
Four dead bodies.
Jesus Christ.
Now, why would you
always assume that when it's
bad and bloody, it's my crew?
Yeah, I'm guessing the hometown
homicide sets back Hale Properties.
Oh, yeah, and, uh,
Oswald Construction.
Had to take the offer.
Oh, I get it.
Oh, your bottom line went red as
soon as Hale took all your acreage.
Completely understand.
What do you want, Clay?
Little understanding.
My debt's paid.
I'll make you a deal.
I will, uh, suffer progress, let
you and Hale build your, uh,
suburban paradise...
in exchange for this.
This place is a dump.
I store my old haulers here.
Spare parts and shit.
It's private gated property,
completely secure, near the Wahewa.
More weapons.
Rosen will
draw up a lease.
Dummy corp.
As if you're, uh, renting
to a complete stranger.
Everybody's protected.
Security deposit.
Where the hell did
you get this kind of cash?
It's a brand-new
day, Elliot.
And if I say no?
We'll be, uh, moving some
of our shit in here tomorrow.
Clay.
I took a huge hit.
I need Charming
Heights to happen.
It'll happen.
Yo, Running Mouse.
Jax.
These guys are worse
than the Irish. Wake up.
Hey.
Lay some down.
I'm gonna get in the truck.
You hop in the back.
We're clear!
You all right?
Uh, yeah, think so.
You?
Don't move.
You were stupid
to steal from us.
Now you watch this.
You tell me where the guns
are, or I blow her head off.
Okay, okay, okay.
Kill her!
Stop, no, no,
I'll tell you!
I can get 'em here!
I just need to make a call!
Damn it.
Oh, shit.
Oh...
Jesus Christ.
Oh, my God.
When was the last
time you rode this thing?
I think I had hair.
Mmm.
Is that Gemma's meatloaf?
Yeah. I-I missed this almost
as much as I missed pussy.
You all right?
Not really.
Look, look, look, I know.
Just, just get behind
Clay on this cartel, man.
He wants you there.
No, he doesn't.
He's locked me out.
He's locked all of us out.
Except for Jax, he's the only one on
the inside, and that's dangerous.
What do you mean?
He had you and me.
He trusted us.
We gave him balance, protected the
club in the process, but that's gone.
So you think that
I'm on the outside, too.
Hey, guys, guys, Jax on
the bar line looking for Clay.
He says it's important.
Clay.
We got Jax on the
bar phone, man.
Not now.
Gemma's always
been stronger than me... I loved
her for that... but as I lost
my way, she found hers.
She's moved closer to Clay, grown
deeply committed to the club.
She's become more the woman I married,
and I've become less the man.
The death of our love is
my failing, not hers.
Sure, no problem.
Thank you.
Oh, hey.
Hey.
You locked the door.
Didn't mean to.
He's hungry.
Mommy's here, yes.
There we go.
Come on, there.
Hi, little guy.
There you go.
Hi.
Where's your ring?
Oh... at home.
We're not sure when we're
gonna tell people.
Why the hesitation?
Just waiting
for the right time.
Oh, you ready?
Yeah.
So, uh...
what's the urgency?
I just got an order
this morning, requires an
18-wheel solution and somebody
who knows the truck routes to
Tucson... weigh stations,
roads to avoid.
Thought maybe you
wanted to discuss the cold war
you started in Charming Heights.
Pretty sure homicide
is a parole violation.
Little late to be
a good cop, ain't it?
Yeah, I guess it is.
I'll look into the,
uh, truck situation.
- I'm sorry, man, I didn't mean...
- No, it's all right.
Forget it, forget it.
Need anything else?
Question.
Tara.
While we were inside, did she
ask you anything unusual?
Unusual like what?
Like history...
John and me.
No. Why would she?
Clay, we got trouble, man.
What do they want?
I don't speak Russian,
but I'm pretty sure they're
pissed off about their guns.
You bring all the guns
now or I kill them.
That's going
to take a few hours.
You have one.
We got a problem, Wayne.
I think Tara knows about John.
H-How
is that possible?
John had
another old lady.
In Belfast.
Before he was killed, he was writing
her letters, sharing all his secrets.
She tried to send those
letters home with Jax.
Tara must have found 'em.
I came across this note.
It pointed me to the letters.
I found 'em in Tara's office.
And you read 'em?
Ones I did, it was JT
wringing his guilt about Thomas.
His failed marriage.
And his fear of Clay
and me getting closer.
That's just speculation.
Tara had a copy
of the accident report.
Charming PD.
Now, you only pull something like
that if you have suspicions.
Uh, you tell Clay?
Yeah.
He didn't give it any weight.
He didn't know John
the way I did.
You know, Clay's
got a lot on his mind.
Best we don't burden
him with this shit.
Not until we know the fallout.
Hurry up.
It's gonna take Happy and Kozik at
least two hours to get the guns there.
Shit.
Yeah.
What's the matter?
Complications.
Where's Jax?
Oh, shit.
This is bad timing.
How do you
want to play this?
This prick is
starting to piss me off.
The Russians got Jax and Ope.
Need for you to call up T.O., have
the Bastards head down to Wahewa backland.
Just lay low and
wait for my call.
You're looking for fleet work, you're
gonna have to make an appointment.
No, we just had a couple questions
regarding your whereabouts last night.
You know we never left the
reservation 'cause you were
out front all night.
Directing traffic, right?
You smell smoke?
Hey, Bastards
are on a toy run.
Gemma's left a message with T.
O.'s old lady.
Shit.
You made your point.
Now it's time for you and the
campfire girls to get the hell out.
There's no
brothers on your wall.
What's up with that?
What's up is not having
any brothers on the wall.
We got no
problem with color.
As long as it
stays out of Charming.
Just do what
you got to do.
No. This...
This feels warm.
Might be electrical.
Come here a second.
Oh, you piece of shit!
Fire Chief found
nine code violations.
You got 30 days to fix it.
It's a good thing there
wasn't a fire, huh?
I'm willing to work
with you, Clay.
Figure out the boundaries
that keep us both happy.
But you pushed me to this.
And I strongly suggest you
guys don't do it again.
Let's go, boys.
Hell of a honeymoon.
Should have just stayed in
bed with my wife... the porn star.
They're never gonna make
it from Dogtown in an hour.
I know.
Who is this?
It's a Mexican guy
and a Mexican guy.
Get up.
Far enough.
What do you want?
Hear you're
looking for your guns.
Yeah, they have your guns.
Where are they?
Some of them
are right here.
You can have the rest
when you let them go.
That's shit.
Bring us all the guns.
30 minutes.
Or I kill them.
Vamos.
You boys all right?
Yeah, thanks.
Thank you.
No problem.
That's what
friends are for.
Already missed all the fun.
Gee. You all right, man?
Not really.
How'd you know
this was going down?
We got
contacts in the ROC.
We have
contacts everywhere.
You guys lay down
some serious shit.
This relationship is very
important to my organization.
I'm sure this is the last
we heard of Putlova's crew.
Maybe we should
cut one of 'em loose.
Let him bring this
memory back to his pals.
The Wahewa will
want retribution.
I volunteer him.
Come here, come here.
Come here, bad boy.
Looks like you
got this under control.
Thank you.
We'll be in touch.
Hey, thank you.
So the cartel
just showed up.
They just showed up.
Cartel doesn't know we...
we still have to vote this in, do they?
That's our
business, not theirs.
Jax?
Hey, babe.
Are you okay?
I'm all right.
What happened?
Misunderstanding.
I know.
Ugh.
You get a crew in here
tomorrow, start fixing it up.
Oh...
I have some good news.
We're engaged.
Whoa!
Yeah!
Did you know about this?
Yeah!
Serve 'em up.
Hey, hey, let me have
a little of that.
Congratulations. My son.
What did I tell you?
She's a good girl, huh?
♪ I'm heading home Go
it alone again... ♪
Congratulations, Mom.
Love you.
♪ Are you dreaming out loud♪
Scared of the crowds?
♪ Well, I'm headed home
To go it alone again... ♪
Congratulations.
Congratulations, brother.
Thank you.
You did a good job.
It's all good, bro.
Promise.
Hmm.
? To go it alone again
I'm taking it home
Hey, you're here!
Sheriff Roosevelt.
I'm Linc Potter.
Assistant U.S. Attorney.
You're here because you can be
trusted and because we need you.
Count me in.
We'll be able to get the tape on
Putlova buying and selling illegal arms.
We will take down the ROC, and
by association, the real IRA
and the Sons of Anarchy.
Charming is now under the jurisdiction
of the San Joaquin Sheriff Department.
The next time I see any one of
you who got out today wearing
cuts, they'll belong to me.
It's beautiful.
We should get married.
I'm done with SAMCRO.
We're gonna take our boys, and
we're gonna get the hell out of
here, be a real family.
Pronounce
you man and wife.
This is for Jax Teller.
Just business.
How you doing?
Didn't want to wake you.
Mmm...
It's good to be home.
Made the papers.
Oh, yeah.
Four bodies out by Haleville.
Just part of the process.
We're protected.
Not worried about that.
This fell out of one of
Abel's coloring books.
He must have found it
somewhere in Jax's house.
Letters?
Maureen Ashby.
Trying to turn my
son against me.
Bitch must have stuffed them in
his bag when we left Belfast.
And you think
Jax read them?
Had to be Jax or
Tara who found them.
Ah, this is JT wooing pussy.
Probably a bunch of love letters,
some half-gay poems and shit.
Yeah, or a stack of hate.
John sharing his every
woe and suspicion.
I am telling you, that Irish gash
is reaching across the Atlantic.
She can't hurt us.
And John can't hurt us.
John trusted her.
Had a goddamn family with her.
There's no telling
what he confided.
This was real, it'd
have blown up by now.
We're good.
So, don't go setting fires
when there's nothing to burn.
You hear me?
I don't do that.
Not all the time.
I got to go.
There's oatmeal on the stove.
Mmm, oatmeal.
Love you.
Love you.
Okay, so Elyda comes at
noon, and your mom watches
them in the morning
when I'm at work.
But I-I can change their
schedule if you want.
No, I don't want to
mess with their routine.
It's already a big
help having you around.
Daddy.
...Charming, California was rocked earlier
this morning by a discovery of four
bodies at a housing development.
Details are still coming in,
but we have learned that the
victims were shot
multiple times.
Were you involved?
How much do
you want to know?
- ...suggesting associations with
- All of it.
It was retaliation for
what happened to me in prison.
Russians.
We made...
Ah, look at
this perfect family.
Kids are at school.
We should take advantage.
It's a honeymoon day.
I have to go to work.
Sooner we get you knocked up,
the sooner you get to stop working.
Dondo gets very fussy
if his actors don't show.
He takes his girl-on-girl
very seriously.
Wouldn't want to
upset the prince of labia.
You hear the news?
They said those bodies they
found were all Russians.
Really?
There were
Russians at our wedding.
Were you guys part of this?
No.
We're good with the Russians.
Not surprised though.
Those guys are mixed
up in some crazy shit.
See you later.
See you later.
Yeah.
Bye.
Everything okay?
You know, with us.
What are you talking about?
I just...
I just missed you so much.
We're fine, Mom.
I love you more than
anything in this world, Jackson.
You know that, right?
I know.
Okay.
I love you, too, Mom.
Yeah.
See you later.
See you later.
I'm guessing there are
another three or four dead
Russians somewhere else
in Charming this morning.
Not all Russians.
Sorry about Worski.
Yes, I know.
He was a good agent.
- They're all marked...
- Wow.
I did not see this coming.
It is through being wounded power grows
and can, in the end, become tremendous.
Am I missing the
upswing to this?
Bold. Bold.
They are growing bold.
Why? How?
Sons are a midsized club,
barely in the top ten.
What empowers them to go
head-to-head with the ROC, wipe
out a whole damn Gulag?
Revenge.
They wouldn't have lasted
this long if they were that stupid.
Ah, Mayor McCheese approaches.
Does it bother anyone in this
town that their mayor is also
their biggest developer?
No! Ugh!
No one smells that stench?
Oh, yeah, this shit is
gonna make his head explode.
Nothing like a pile of bodies
to bring down property values.
Yeah, no kidding.
Clock is ticking on the
eminent domain buyout.
He loses his investors, the
vote goes back to city council.
They can revert
back all the land.
There goes
the neighborhood.
Good morning.
Not if you're Russian.
I hope you have no doubts
as to who's responsible for this.
I'm on it.
Clay and his guys did
this in the first 24 hours.
We don't know
if it was the Sons.
The Russians run with
dangerous crowds.
Jesus Christ.
Are-are you gonna tell me that
dumping these bodies here was
not a calculated
move by Clay Morrow?
Could be sending a message.
Could be?
You run hard at these
white trash barbarians.
You understand me?
This shit cannot happen again.
Is that an order from the mayor
or the real estate developer?
It's the
plea of a citizen.
Do what the taxpayers
hired you to do.
♪ 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. ♪
They're waiting inside.
Keep the crusher running.
It may get a little noisy.
I got it.
Marcus.
Clay.
Good to see you, man.
Jax.
How you doing?
All right, bro.
Clay, Jax...
Romero Parada.
Friends call me Romeo.
Good to finally
meet meet you, man.
Yeah, thank
you for coming up.
Santos and Luis.
I heard Viktor Putlova never made
it home from SAMCRO's wedding.
Yeah, we, uh... we had to put 'em
down...whole North Cali crew.
Must have
been a wild party.
We'd like to avoid
them throwing one for us.
No one is to interfere
with our new friendship.
Thank you.
Yeah, thank you.
Now, see the wares.
Right here.
Got AR-15s, SIG 551s,
AKs, KG-9s, Glocks, FN-57s.
Got two dozen of each local.
Except the 57s.
Only got 15 of them.
Just like we discussed;
20% off the street tag.
What about ammo?
The Wahewa press
everything we need.
These are excellent.
We'll take all
you have in stock.
Let's set a shipment
for every two weeks.
Three dozen of everything
except the Glocks.
We can make that work.
There's more.
I need bigger.
How much bigger?
RPGs, .50-caliber machine
guns long-range sniper rifles.
Well, I'll
have to make a call.
Good. Let me see, if my math is
correct, that's seven hundred and change
for your current stock.
Give me 100K in mixed ammo.
Hmm...
500 K should cover
half plus your transport payment.
Well, I got a run scheduled
for this weekend, bro.
I'll have the coke ready
for you for the run back.
Sounds good.
You guys are welcome
to keep the samples.
I'll be in
town a couple days.
Call me as soon as you
hear from the Irish.
We're trafficking blow?
Nah.
We're just muling it back.
Mayans are chopping
and distributing.
Jesus Christ.
Part of the deal.
I had no choice.
Who else knows?
Nobody.
That's why you're here.
I need you to understand this.
Understand what?
That you forgot to mention we'd also be
running coke for the Galindo Cartel?
We voted in selling them guns.
We'll have another vote.
You brokered this whole
goddamn thing in Stockton,
kept us out of the
loop on purpose.
The Russians needed to die
for what they did to you inside.
The Galindo Cartel is the
only player deep enough to
keep the Russians off our backs.
Oh, don't give me the
"I did this for you, son"
bullshit!
This ain't about me, Clay.
And this ain't about the club.
This is about you cashing out.
These last two
years... brutal.
Your mom and me... no savings, no...
medical, no... retirement cushion.
I got, what, a year, maybe two?
I've given my whole
life to this club.
I don't want to walk
away with nothing.
You pushed a guy off a roof in
Belfast for the exact same thing.
McGee was a rat.
What do you want from me?
This vote
splits the ranks.
I want you to back me.
It's the only way
this thing passes.
If I do this...
I'm out when you're out.
What the hell
you talking about?
You wanted the gavel
your whole life.
Not anymore.
What are you, what are you gonna...
leave SAMCRO?
What the hell else you gonna do?
It doesn't matter.
I need your word, you'll
let me walk away.
No recourse.
What about your mom?
She's an old lady, Clay;
she's not a member.
I'm gonna need you to
keep her in check.
It ain't that simple.
Yeah, it is.
When you hand over the club, you push for
the president's patch to go to Opie.
That's the deal.
My out for your drugs.
Okay.
SAMCRO's never been
in the drug business.
And never will.
The last thing that we
want to do is give Alvarez
leverage over our business.
We've been good with the
Mayans for over two years now, Ope.
Yeah, and let's not forget, if it
wasn't for our brown alliance, Russians
would've shivved all of us.
Cartel's
already committed.
Word's been put out.
Russians aren't gonna touch us.
What about the Feds?
Drugs put us on DEA's radar.
We're gonna
find a new buyer.
May not pay as much,
but with the Niners and the
Italians, we'll still earn.
The IRA have an
expectation of big volume.
Without the Russians, that
burden lands right here with us.
Cartel gives us all the
demand our supply can handle.
We do this short-term, cash out.
It's a goddamn cartel!
There is no short-term.
I think it's
worth the risk.
Down payment for
our first order.
We should all
think about this.
We'll vote when the
others get back.
Jax, go check on the ammo,
and, uh, take Ope with you.
I want this.
Yeah.
Tell Happy that, uh, we're
going to have to keep the
guns at his aunt's house
a couple more days.
I got to lock down the storage.
All right.
Clay.
Give me a minute?
This move... I know
why you're doing it.
But all due respect...
it's a mistake.
Well, I appreciate that, but
I'm not asking for your counsel.
Push this through,
it kills SAMCRO.
I love you, brother.
But I love this club more.
Not going to let it happen.
Well, I...
I love you, too.
Do what you have to do.
It's okay.
Oh, shit.
It's okay.
I know.
I know.
Here we go.
Hi.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
Just handle Thomas, okay?
Yeah.
Shh.
Okay.
What are you looking for, baby?
Mommy's bag.
Really?
Nothing to say?
Not quite sure who
I'm talking to anymore.
Wow.
That's deep, man.
Not really.
When you were inside,
what'd you think about?
Donna, the kids.
Yeah, me, too, man.
The whole time.
Tara and my boys.
Tara and my boys.
Wondering how the hell I'm
going to take care of them.
Stay whole, be a decent father.
Pushing coke
was your solution?
No.
Earning big was.
Look, I know running with the
cartel is serious shit, but I
don't want to live
hand-to-mouth anymore.
I want something
more for my boys.
You know, I watched
Tara take care of your kids.
She's a strong chick, man.
She really stepped up.
But Lyla, she... I mean, I love her, but...
she's not Donna.
I go away, she'd never be able to
take care of three kids by herself.
I can't do that to her.
Can't do that to them.
We're not going away, Ope.
The cartel is protected.
They got politicians and law
enforcement on the payroll from
Lodi to Mexico City.
Nah, we're going to be fine.
You sound like you're trying
to convince yourself as much as me.
Thanks.
So where's the
rest of your team?
Reassigned.
They all knew our undercover.
Gets too personal.
Tread water for a few weeks.
Wait for new intel.
And what if that
intel doesn't come?
Sons wouldn't have taken out the
Russians without a contingency in place.
It's too ambitious a
move to be lateral.
A bigger player.
Who?
Not sure.
Hence the water treading.
You got water, I got blood.
I'm getting a lot of
internal heat on this thing.
These guys shit
on my front lawn.
I got to protect my town.
I just came in and
gave you a heads-up.
Do your job,
then, good sheriff.
Should look like
business as usual.
Be the badge.
You don't call.
You don't write.
Yeah.
Welcome home.
You guys didn't waste
any goddamn time.
Four dead bodies.
Jesus Christ.
Now, why would you
always assume that when it's
bad and bloody, it's my crew?
Yeah, I'm guessing the hometown
homicide sets back Hale Properties.
Oh, yeah, and, uh,
Oswald Construction.
Had to take the offer.
Oh, I get it.
Oh, your bottom line went red as
soon as Hale took all your acreage.
Completely understand.
What do you want, Clay?
Little understanding.
My debt's paid.
I'll make you a deal.
I will, uh, suffer progress, let
you and Hale build your, uh,
suburban paradise...
in exchange for this.
This place is a dump.
I store my old haulers here.
Spare parts and shit.
It's private gated property,
completely secure, near the Wahewa.
More weapons.
Rosen will
draw up a lease.
Dummy corp.
As if you're, uh, renting
to a complete stranger.
Everybody's protected.
Security deposit.
Where the hell did
you get this kind of cash?
It's a brand-new
day, Elliot.
And if I say no?
We'll be, uh, moving some
of our shit in here tomorrow.
Clay.
I took a huge hit.
I need Charming
Heights to happen.
It'll happen.
Yo, Running Mouse.
Jax.
These guys are worse
than the Irish. Wake up.
Hey.
Lay some down.
I'm gonna get in the truck.
You hop in the back.
We're clear!
You all right?
Uh, yeah, think so.
You?
Don't move.
You were stupid
to steal from us.
Now you watch this.
You tell me where the guns
are, or I blow her head off.
Okay, okay, okay.
Kill her!
Stop, no, no,
I'll tell you!
I can get 'em here!
I just need to make a call!
Damn it.
Oh, shit.
Oh...
Jesus Christ.
Oh, my God.
When was the last
time you rode this thing?
I think I had hair.
Mmm.
Is that Gemma's meatloaf?
Yeah. I-I missed this almost
as much as I missed pussy.
You all right?
Not really.
Look, look, look, I know.
Just, just get behind
Clay on this cartel, man.
He wants you there.
No, he doesn't.
He's locked me out.
He's locked all of us out.
Except for Jax, he's the only one on
the inside, and that's dangerous.
What do you mean?
He had you and me.
He trusted us.
We gave him balance, protected the
club in the process, but that's gone.
So you think that
I'm on the outside, too.
Hey, guys, guys, Jax on
the bar line looking for Clay.
He says it's important.
Clay.
We got Jax on the
bar phone, man.
Not now.
Gemma's always
been stronger than me... I loved
her for that... but as I lost
my way, she found hers.
She's moved closer to Clay, grown
deeply committed to the club.
She's become more the woman I married,
and I've become less the man.
The death of our love is
my failing, not hers.
Sure, no problem.
Thank you.
Oh, hey.
Hey.
You locked the door.
Didn't mean to.
He's hungry.
Mommy's here, yes.
There we go.
Come on, there.
Hi, little guy.
There you go.
Hi.
Where's your ring?
Oh... at home.
We're not sure when we're
gonna tell people.
Why the hesitation?
Just waiting
for the right time.
Oh, you ready?
Yeah.
So, uh...
what's the urgency?
I just got an order
this morning, requires an
18-wheel solution and somebody
who knows the truck routes to
Tucson... weigh stations,
roads to avoid.
Thought maybe you
wanted to discuss the cold war
you started in Charming Heights.
Pretty sure homicide
is a parole violation.
Little late to be
a good cop, ain't it?
Yeah, I guess it is.
I'll look into the,
uh, truck situation.
- I'm sorry, man, I didn't mean...
- No, it's all right.
Forget it, forget it.
Need anything else?
Question.
Tara.
While we were inside, did she
ask you anything unusual?
Unusual like what?
Like history...
John and me.
No. Why would she?
Clay, we got trouble, man.
What do they want?
I don't speak Russian,
but I'm pretty sure they're
pissed off about their guns.
You bring all the guns
now or I kill them.
That's going
to take a few hours.
You have one.
We got a problem, Wayne.
I think Tara knows about John.
H-How
is that possible?
John had
another old lady.
In Belfast.
Before he was killed, he was writing
her letters, sharing all his secrets.
She tried to send those
letters home with Jax.
Tara must have found 'em.
I came across this note.
It pointed me to the letters.
I found 'em in Tara's office.
And you read 'em?
Ones I did, it was JT
wringing his guilt about Thomas.
His failed marriage.
And his fear of Clay
and me getting closer.
That's just speculation.
Tara had a copy
of the accident report.
Charming PD.
Now, you only pull something like
that if you have suspicions.
Uh, you tell Clay?
Yeah.
He didn't give it any weight.
He didn't know John
the way I did.
You know, Clay's
got a lot on his mind.
Best we don't burden
him with this shit.
Not until we know the fallout.
Hurry up.
It's gonna take Happy and Kozik at
least two hours to get the guns there.
Shit.
Yeah.
What's the matter?
Complications.
Where's Jax?
Oh, shit.
This is bad timing.
How do you
want to play this?
This prick is
starting to piss me off.
The Russians got Jax and Ope.
Need for you to call up T.O., have
the Bastards head down to Wahewa backland.
Just lay low and
wait for my call.
You're looking for fleet work, you're
gonna have to make an appointment.
No, we just had a couple questions
regarding your whereabouts last night.
You know we never left the
reservation 'cause you were
out front all night.
Directing traffic, right?
You smell smoke?
Hey, Bastards
are on a toy run.
Gemma's left a message with T.
O.'s old lady.
Shit.
You made your point.
Now it's time for you and the
campfire girls to get the hell out.
There's no
brothers on your wall.
What's up with that?
What's up is not having
any brothers on the wall.
We got no
problem with color.
As long as it
stays out of Charming.
Just do what
you got to do.
No. This...
This feels warm.
Might be electrical.
Come here a second.
Oh, you piece of shit!
Fire Chief found
nine code violations.
You got 30 days to fix it.
It's a good thing there
wasn't a fire, huh?
I'm willing to work
with you, Clay.
Figure out the boundaries
that keep us both happy.
But you pushed me to this.
And I strongly suggest you
guys don't do it again.
Let's go, boys.
Hell of a honeymoon.
Should have just stayed in
bed with my wife... the porn star.
They're never gonna make
it from Dogtown in an hour.
I know.
Who is this?
It's a Mexican guy
and a Mexican guy.
Get up.
Far enough.
What do you want?
Hear you're
looking for your guns.
Yeah, they have your guns.
Where are they?
Some of them
are right here.
You can have the rest
when you let them go.
That's shit.
Bring us all the guns.
30 minutes.
Or I kill them.
Vamos.
You boys all right?
Yeah, thanks.
Thank you.
No problem.
That's what
friends are for.
Already missed all the fun.
Gee. You all right, man?
Not really.
How'd you know
this was going down?
We got
contacts in the ROC.
We have
contacts everywhere.
You guys lay down
some serious shit.
This relationship is very
important to my organization.
I'm sure this is the last
we heard of Putlova's crew.
Maybe we should
cut one of 'em loose.
Let him bring this
memory back to his pals.
The Wahewa will
want retribution.
I volunteer him.
Come here, come here.
Come here, bad boy.
Looks like you
got this under control.
Thank you.
We'll be in touch.
Hey, thank you.
So the cartel
just showed up.
They just showed up.
Cartel doesn't know we...
we still have to vote this in, do they?
That's our
business, not theirs.
Jax?
Hey, babe.
Are you okay?
I'm all right.
What happened?
Misunderstanding.
I know.
Ugh.
You get a crew in here
tomorrow, start fixing it up.
Oh...
I have some good news.
We're engaged.
Whoa!
Yeah!
Did you know about this?
Yeah!
Serve 'em up.
Hey, hey, let me have
a little of that.
Congratulations. My son.
What did I tell you?
She's a good girl, huh?
♪ I'm heading home Go
it alone again... ♪
Congratulations, Mom.
Love you.
♪ Are you dreaming out loud♪
Scared of the crowds?
♪ Well, I'm headed home
To go it alone again... ♪
Congratulations.
Congratulations, brother.
Thank you.
You did a good job.
It's all good, bro.
Promise.
Hmm.
? To go it alone again
I'm taking it home