Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 5, Episode 13 - J'ai Obtenu Cette - full transcript
Jax strikes a new deal while ridding himself of old problems.
Previously on
Sons of Anarchy...
I just watched my best
friend get beaten to death.
Now I need Trager outside, and
knowing I saved his life gives
me an internal advantage
I'm gonna need.
And when I'm done, you can send him
out the same way you did his kid.
I need a minute.
You here to kill me?
I'm here to keep you alive.
You made a deal
with him behind my back.
If I didn't make this
deal, you would've killed him.
I know it was Clay.
So do I.
Looks like we got
another common goal.
It's my way of saying thanks.
Clay is out.
Trager served his purpose.
I'll deliver him tomorrow.
Who are you?
Lee Toric, the guy who
just lost his little sister.
U.S. Marshal.
And what do you want from me?
The truth. Your side.
Tomorrow ISU will
get Otto's side.
What do you think that's
gonna sound like?
Time to earn your rent, Chief.
You find out
everything you can.
U.S. Marshal?
Triple Two started
running dog fights.
Yeah, this is
Dante pushing us out.
You want to fix the
damage you've done?
Yes.
Clay was the one that
put the Nomads in motion.
You want me to spy on him?
I want you to be with him.
The thing you want
me to do, I need to know
that what you promised is real.
If you help him get what
he needs from Clay, you can
have that key back.
And the family
that goes with it.
I was hoping to catch a
cargo ride back to Belfast.
I'm hoping to bring Gemma.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Clay, I
can't just pick up and leave.
It's two months.
Probably do you some
good to step away.
Do you have something
in place for them?
The boys.
In case anything were
to happen to you.
If anything happens to
me, there's nobody I trust
to take care of my boys.
I've got the proof.
Abel being kidnapped, the shit
that happened to me today...
I'm gonna report it.
I'm coming after my son.
Can we talk?
You don't ever burden
my family again.
_
_
I'm assuming you're
here to shore up the details.
I am.
But, you know, it dawned on me.
Once I hand over Tig, might
be the end of these little chats.
I'm gonna miss that.
How so?
Now that I handed over
the coke to the Mayans, only
thing I got left you
want is Trager.
You don't think I'm gonna
come through on Charming Heights?
No faith, son.
I'm just following
your business model.
Uh-huh.
Trust no one.
What do you want?
Some kind of letter of
intent, locking down your
interest and my needs.
The maintenance contracts.
And the subsidized
housing for Opie's family.
Plus SAMCRO's percentage for me
bringing all the parties together.
Relax.
The deal is moving forward.
The paperwork's
already started.
Then one more piece of paper
doesn't make a difference, right?
You're committing to Charming
Heights; I'm committing to
handing over a brother
for you to murder.
That sounds fair to me.
I'm here all
day with the lawyers.
We could put
something together.
You get your piece of paper.
Thank you.
One for me and one for Hale?
We got some business in
Stockton this morning, but I
should be able to break
Tig away this afternoon.
Has to be in Sanwa.
He's gonna get skittish if I
try to lead him to Oakland.
We have a storage
garage in Middle River.
Private, rural.
2:00.
I'll text you the info.
We'll be there.
Almost done, my friend.
Yeah.
Yes.
* 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 *
I'm leaving my tools.
Tig and Chibs stole
most of my shit anyway.
Yeah.
I'll let 'em know.
Uh... Chucky, Tara's waiting
for those car mats.
Maybe you could
go drop 'em off.
Absolument.
French?
What happened to the rhymes?
I threatened to auction
his hands off on eBay.
Gaalan's all set for
me... 4:30, Wahewa barn.
My suitcase is in the car.
Thank you.
It's gonna be a fresh
start for us, Gem.
I promise.
Yeah.
The honeymoon we never had.
War-torn Belfast.
Can't wait.
All right now, go on.
Get out of here.
I got to get shit organized for
two-fingered Pierre out there.
Uh, 3:00, my place?
Yeah.
Nerves and muscles
are communicating normally.
No permanent damage, Tara.
Dr. Balian thinks you'll be
operating within six months.
That's amazing.
I just didn't... expect this.
I knew you'd heal.
You're too good of a surgeon.
There's a lot of people
you still need to help.
Sorry to interrupt.
Can you, um, forward
these to Karen Dunhill?
Sure.
I tried to call you at work.
Yeah.
I took a sick day.
You okay?
You have no idea what
happened to me last
night, do you?
What are you talking about?
Jax came to my house
last night after Tig
dropped me off.
Told me to back off from his
family... and threatened to
tell my work that I came here
looking for Abel, high
and out of control.
Well, that's not true.
- People here know...
- Well, unfortunately, a
positive drug test
might make it
true 'cause he banged a
speedball into my shoulder.
Oh, my God.
Yeah.
You should be horrified.
I can't
believe he would do that.
Believe it.
The MC, this town, it kills
all the shit you love.
You need to get those
boys away from here.
I-I'm trying
to set that up.
Trying is
never gonna get you out.
Go to Oregon now before
something awful happens to you
and your sons.
And if you don't do it, I will,
because I don't give a shit about custody!
I'm getting out!
I'm getting out.
Good.
Is that for me?
Tara. I dropped off the
mats, and I found this on
the front porch.
Perishables. Adieu.
_
Nero, they're
pressing all of us.
They trash my shop.
They come in and they take
whatever shit they want.
And Dante says now we have to
pay Triple Two for protection.
I mean, we all knew you split.
I mean, what the hell are
we supposed to do, huh?
Okay, I get it, Anya.
I get it.
I'm sorry I let that happen.
I'm here now.
Mm? And we're gonna handle
Dante, mi vida.
And we'll make
sure the street knows.
Come on, guachale.
Gracias.
We got a plan?
Cut off the goddamn head.
Dante, he's running
out of a rag
warehouse, two blocks,
the end of Palm.
Fights are in progress.
Is he there now?
Not sure.
All right, check it out.
Why don't you let
the white boys
go in, just a few fight fans.
We'll see what we're
dealing with.
Yeah. Cool.
How big's his crew?
Like, 15.
Been recruiting.
Closer to 20.
It's probably more, homes.
Right now we got four
other guys, plus your crew...
No, that still leaves
us a little light.
Don't worry about that.
I got the Cholo
cavalry on the way.
Get him! Get him!
- Take a look around.
- Yeah.
Jackie.
Shit.
Aw, you got to be kidding me.
Hey!
I will blow your
goddamn head off.
Who the hell are you, man?
Tig! Hey!
Look at this shit, brother.
Look at this.
This is so wrong.
That's not what
we're doing here.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Where is Dante?
Where's Dante, you
piece of shit?
Thr-Through there, man.
Uses one of the supply
rooms as an office.
Tiggy. Come on.
All right, get out of here.
Leave the dog.
Go take him inside.
Go tell Nero. Now.
Yes, sir.
Of course.
They can live with the case.
To be safe... my love.
Yes.
Always.
Is it ready? Take it.
Put 'em down! Now! Now!
Give it up!
- Now, Dante. - Okay.
- Now, on the floor!
Don't move.
Stay.
They're here!
Go get them!
Change of plans.
Come on.
Go!
Don't let 'em get out!
Dante!
Chibs!
- Turn around. Turn around.
- On your knees.
Shut 'em down!
Go, here!
He's running!
Ha-ha! Yeah!
Shit!
No!
Oh, shit!
Oh! Aah!
What?! What?
- Saw that.
- Are you okay?
Let me out of here!
Shit's got to hurt.
We should probably let him out.
That would be the
good Catholic thing to do.
Hey, babe.
Can we talk?
Come on.
Can you give us a minute?
How are you, mister and miss?
Do you want some?
What's going on?
Uh, I had that...
nerve exam this morning.
There's no permanent damage.
They think I'll be operating
within six months.
Oh, my God.
That's good, right?
Yeah.
Yeah.
You're still worried
about all that shit that
happened yesterday?
Yeah.
I guess I just need a little...
clarity.
Look, babe...
Otto was gonna give his
statement today.
Lowen is gonna figure out what
our next move is, and we're
gonna put this shit behind us.
That's the truth.
And what about Wendy?
Wendy'll back off.
How do you know?
She can't prove shit.
She's just a junkie.
She's never gonna get custody.
Chucky, split.
J'accepte que.
So whatcha got?
Found out what I
could about Mr. Lee Toric.
What?
Harvard education.
Ex-Special Forces.
Recruited into the U.S.
Marshals in '91.
Lots of high-profile arrests.
Commendations up the yang,
as well as a long list of
misconduct violations...
excessive force, intimidation,
racial profiling.
Looks like he was, uh, forced
into early retirement.
The little sister... she
was his only family.
You stay here.
It'll be a minute.
Please state your
name for the record.
Jesus Christ!
Guard!
Wow.
Way to commit... Otto.
You looking for me?
No, I'm here for
in-vitro counseling.
When were you gonna
tell me about Oregon?
I know all about the
Providence offer.
It just came up.
Bullshit.
Does Jax know?
Not all the details.
Well, here's a detail for you.
You're not taking
my family anywhere.
They're my sons.
Shut up, you lying bitch.
I am done with your
little power push.
Shit I've done to buy my
way back to those boys...
That didn't work, did it?
Clay's still standing.
You got no idea.
What I got is my family,
and I am pulling them
out of this goddamn cesspool.
Far away from you, SAMCRO, and
all the shit that comes with it.
You take one step out of
Charming, and the only place
you're going is prison.
All I got to do is reach out
to those investigators.
Tell 'em you asked me to
bring you that cross.
I'm sure there's plenty of security
footage of us on that lot.
And afterwards, you told me
exactly what you were going
to have Otto do...
Kill an innocent
to reverse RICO.
You had it all planned.
Jax would kill you.
Well, he might as well.
I'm dead without my boys.
But at least I would have the
satisfaction of knowing you were
locked up, getting fist-raped until
they were well into their 20s.
Hope you're not pregnant.
Mm.
You can't hurt me
anymore, Gemma.
You do what you have to do,
but I'm leaving Charming.
And my sons are coming with me.
Yeah, do that. Sounds good.
Hello.
It's Jax.
You let him know I'm
running a little late.
Is there a problem?
Not at all.
Hey.
That was one of Nero's guys.
They found the breeder
supplying the fight dogs.
Asked if we could shut it down.
Oh, I'll gut
that son of a bitch.
I'm gonna take Tig.
No. No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
You have got no idea what the
hell you're walking into.
We'll handle it.
Let's go.
You're early.
Yeah.
Bag's in the car.
Juice.
Got it.
Did you take
care of everything?
Yeah.
I'm ready.
It's quiet, man.
Man, you sure
this is the place?
I don't see any
kennels or pens.
Yeah, this is the place.
Give me the piece.
What?
What are you talking about?
The gun, Tig, and the knife.
- Jax...
- Do it!
All right.
What the hell's going on, man?
Tell me!
Oh, no, no, no.
Man, no.
Jax, come on.
Sorry, man.
You rat bastard.
Goddamn it!
Hey.
You made it on time.
Yeah.
Jax, please, brother.
Please, come on.
Think about what
you're doing here.
Who this scumbag is.
Who that scumbag is.
Him, too.
The gun.
It's just a precaution.
Right.
Brother...
you're giving me
up to this asshole.
And you saw what
he did to Dawn.
You know what?
She was screaming my name.
She was going, "Daddy!"
Shut him up.
"Daddy."
Shut him up!
Did you bring it?
We sent one to
Hale's lawyer as well.
Thank you.
I'd do it in the garage.
Spotted a couple
hikers on the way in.
Sound travels out here.
I'll wait till you're done.
Tie him up.
I'm gonna need the cut.
Would you...?
It all comes around, Tiggy.
Inside the garage.
Right there.
Veronica.
That was her name.
Don't!
You stay down.
Hey, this was not
our agreement, son.
No.
It wasn't.
You kill the man that
burned your kid alive.
You stupid cracker bitch.
You know what happens to
whoever kills me, right?
I'm counting on it.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't tell you.
He would have picked
up on something.
He could have killed
me right away, bro.
But he didn't.
No, he didn't.
That's Clay's gun?
Yeah, it is.
Is that gonna be a
problem for you?
No.
It's over, brother.
It's over.
LT, just got a call about
a homicide in a commercial
lot, out in Middle River.
That's not our quadrant.
Whoever called said
you'd want to find the body.
Wouldn't give a name.
Just the address.
Give the Holt
station a heads-up.
Have Tores and Wilson
meet us at the 20.
- Yes, sir.
- Let's go.
Holy shit.
That's Damon Pope.
Yes, it is.
Call it in.
Eli Roosevelt.
How's your day?
Did you do this?
Just working towards
that common goal.
Which one?
Step out of the garage.
All right, I'm there.
Vent, halfway up the hill.
Yeah.
You're welcome.
We got a weapon!
He bit off his own tongue?
Apparently his
way of not talking.
Ever again.
As gruesome as it is,
it's good news, Tara.
Otto was the only one who could tie
you up with a conspiracy charge.
Everything else they could charge
you with is a misdemeanor.
Okay.
Should we do this another time?
No.
No, we have to do it now.
I've included life
insurance policy...
the guardianship for the boys,
both Jax's and your dad's house.
I think it's everything
we talked about.
Okay, where do I sign?
Don't you want to review it?
No.
No, I don't have to.
Okay.
Signature here, along with your
initials, and sign on all the red tabs.
You do know this isn't binding
until Jax signs and it's notarized.
No, I know.
Do you want me to
set a meeting with him?
No.
No, I can do that.
Okay.
This is the last set of boxes.
I'll get more and
finish up tonight.
Move everything into
storage next week.
Thanks, Juicy.
No problem, man.
I know it was you...
found that legal
shit in the vent.
Why didn't you say something?
Eh...
I figured it had to be Jax
leveraging the RICO threat.
You had no choice.
We always have a choice.
I'm sorry.
It didn't end
up mattering anyway.
Just let it go.
I love you, brother.
I'm gonna miss you most.
Oh, Christ.
Clay... you got to go.
You got to leave now.
You got to get out of here.
You got to split.
Take my bike.
What are you
talking about, son?
You're leaving town?
What is this?
This weapon is
registered in your name.
It was just used in the murder of Damon
Pope and three of his associates.
Can you tell me where
you've been this afternoon?
Right here.
Can anyone confirm that?
My wife.
Tell him, Gem.
Gemma?
He went out for a few hours.
Took the gun.
Said he had to settle up some
accounts before he left.
I didn't think he'd kill anyone.
Cuff him and read him.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say and do can and will
be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right
to an attorney.
If you can't afford an attorney,
one will be provided for you.
We'll need you to come down to
the station, give a formal statement.
All right, good looking out.
Police report confirms Clay's
prints were on the weapon.
When Clay got drummed out
of the club, he blamed Pope.
Hated that we were in
business together.
I never thought he would be
stupid enough to go after him.
How is it that Clay knew
where Mr. Pope was gonna be?
Only two parties
knew the location.
Clay must've followed me here.
Waited for Pope to leave,
trailed him to the garage.
By the time we got there, there were
people everywhere, a bunch of cars.
We split 'cause I didn't want
Trager to get suspicious.
Murder weapon, prints, motive...
you running late.
All fits together nicely.
What does that mean?
You lock down a lucrative deal.
The man who called the play that
killed your best friend is
gunned down by the
man you hate most.
Who now is as good as dead,
once I put a price on his head.
You think I planned
this whole thing?
Come on, man.
You give me way
too much credit.
I ain't Pope.
I'm just a mechanic looking
out for my family.
We're gonna be looking
into Mr. Pope's death.
And if we determine the police
is wrong, our disciplinary
action could expand
beyond one man.
That makes sense.
If it's any consolation, I'm looking
forward to working with you, Mr. Marks.
Bounty is on Clay Morrow.
I want him dead
before his hearing.
I'm proud of you.
How's she doing?
She's gonna be fine, brother.
I know what you did with Clay.
I just talked to Juice...
and Tig.
What did they say?
Nothing.
I kept my word
to you and the club.
I didn't lay a hand on Clay.
It wasn't about being
smart enough to hurt him.
It was about being smart
enough not to hurt him.
You had a chance
to be different.
Maybe I'm not so different.
So, what now?
You tell me.
Things are changing, Gemma.
We're not gonna be able to
play house here anymore.
I'm not playing anything.
In case you haven't noticed,
ese, I'm not a casual girl.
Do you want to be
with me or not?
I'm just saying...
I just don't know if I'm gonna
be able to give you everything
you need right now.
And what is
it you think I need?
Love?
Only men need to be
loved, sweetheart.
Women need to be wanted.
You know, all this stuff
that's gone down the past
few days, I'm not outside it.
You understand that?
I'm in it.
My life's about to get
very messy, Gemma.
I know messy.
It's what I do best.
Sorry.
Really?
Jax is here.
Speaking of messy.
Okay, Lyla,
I'll be right there.
You should look after
Carl and Carla.
They want you.
Follow me.
Yes, boss.
Your half of Dante's haul.
Keep it.
Deposit on what we owe you
for getting back my ex.
Oh, no, no, no, we'll
figure all that out.
Your crew deserves this.
Serio, I'm, I'm indebted, man.
What do you tell your boy...
about the farm?
I don't know.
I don't know.
Those, uh, journals you keep.
Those are for your boys, right?
What do you tell them?
The shit I can't
tell anyone else.
You need to buy
that farm, brother.
We'll help your cousin
keep your crew whole.
You're so close to getting out.
So are you, mano.
So are you.
'Cause it sounds like you got
all your business handled.
Hmm?
I'm gonna make you
another deal.
You walk away, I'll walk away.
Have a good night.
What is this?
Why is Wendy listed on
there as a guardian?
I'm just getting
things in order.
She's the best choice.
You shouldn't have
attacked her, Jax.
Is that with this is?
You trying to teach me
some kind of lesson?
No.
You know, I used to think that
if I gave up on the club or
Charming, I'd somehow be
betraying you, and I
didn't want to do that.
And then I realized that my job
as your old lady
is to be strong
when and where you can't be.
That's what this is, baby.
I took that job in Oregon.
It starts in two weeks.
The boys are coming with me.
And if you love them and if you
love me, you'll
follow us up there.
We both know, if
we stay here...
we'll end up like the two
people we hate the most.
And our boys will be
destined to relive...
all of our mistakes.
Now is not a good time.
Yeah, I know.
I need to speak to
you for a second.
Are we good?
Yeah.
Then, can we talk tomorrow?
I'm not here for that.
I'm here for Tara.
What are you talking about?
I have a warrant.
Conspiracy to commit murder.
Death of Pamela Toric.
You're under
arrest, Dr. Knowles.
No.
He's crying.
Call Lowen.
I'm here, baby.
Sons of Anarchy...
I just watched my best
friend get beaten to death.
Now I need Trager outside, and
knowing I saved his life gives
me an internal advantage
I'm gonna need.
And when I'm done, you can send him
out the same way you did his kid.
I need a minute.
You here to kill me?
I'm here to keep you alive.
You made a deal
with him behind my back.
If I didn't make this
deal, you would've killed him.
I know it was Clay.
So do I.
Looks like we got
another common goal.
It's my way of saying thanks.
Clay is out.
Trager served his purpose.
I'll deliver him tomorrow.
Who are you?
Lee Toric, the guy who
just lost his little sister.
U.S. Marshal.
And what do you want from me?
The truth. Your side.
Tomorrow ISU will
get Otto's side.
What do you think that's
gonna sound like?
Time to earn your rent, Chief.
You find out
everything you can.
U.S. Marshal?
Triple Two started
running dog fights.
Yeah, this is
Dante pushing us out.
You want to fix the
damage you've done?
Yes.
Clay was the one that
put the Nomads in motion.
You want me to spy on him?
I want you to be with him.
The thing you want
me to do, I need to know
that what you promised is real.
If you help him get what
he needs from Clay, you can
have that key back.
And the family
that goes with it.
I was hoping to catch a
cargo ride back to Belfast.
I'm hoping to bring Gemma.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Clay, I
can't just pick up and leave.
It's two months.
Probably do you some
good to step away.
Do you have something
in place for them?
The boys.
In case anything were
to happen to you.
If anything happens to
me, there's nobody I trust
to take care of my boys.
I've got the proof.
Abel being kidnapped, the shit
that happened to me today...
I'm gonna report it.
I'm coming after my son.
Can we talk?
You don't ever burden
my family again.
_
_
I'm assuming you're
here to shore up the details.
I am.
But, you know, it dawned on me.
Once I hand over Tig, might
be the end of these little chats.
I'm gonna miss that.
How so?
Now that I handed over
the coke to the Mayans, only
thing I got left you
want is Trager.
You don't think I'm gonna
come through on Charming Heights?
No faith, son.
I'm just following
your business model.
Uh-huh.
Trust no one.
What do you want?
Some kind of letter of
intent, locking down your
interest and my needs.
The maintenance contracts.
And the subsidized
housing for Opie's family.
Plus SAMCRO's percentage for me
bringing all the parties together.
Relax.
The deal is moving forward.
The paperwork's
already started.
Then one more piece of paper
doesn't make a difference, right?
You're committing to Charming
Heights; I'm committing to
handing over a brother
for you to murder.
That sounds fair to me.
I'm here all
day with the lawyers.
We could put
something together.
You get your piece of paper.
Thank you.
One for me and one for Hale?
We got some business in
Stockton this morning, but I
should be able to break
Tig away this afternoon.
Has to be in Sanwa.
He's gonna get skittish if I
try to lead him to Oakland.
We have a storage
garage in Middle River.
Private, rural.
2:00.
I'll text you the info.
We'll be there.
Almost done, my friend.
Yeah.
Yes.
* 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 *
I'm leaving my tools.
Tig and Chibs stole
most of my shit anyway.
Yeah.
I'll let 'em know.
Uh... Chucky, Tara's waiting
for those car mats.
Maybe you could
go drop 'em off.
Absolument.
French?
What happened to the rhymes?
I threatened to auction
his hands off on eBay.
Gaalan's all set for
me... 4:30, Wahewa barn.
My suitcase is in the car.
Thank you.
It's gonna be a fresh
start for us, Gem.
I promise.
Yeah.
The honeymoon we never had.
War-torn Belfast.
Can't wait.
All right now, go on.
Get out of here.
I got to get shit organized for
two-fingered Pierre out there.
Uh, 3:00, my place?
Yeah.
Nerves and muscles
are communicating normally.
No permanent damage, Tara.
Dr. Balian thinks you'll be
operating within six months.
That's amazing.
I just didn't... expect this.
I knew you'd heal.
You're too good of a surgeon.
There's a lot of people
you still need to help.
Sorry to interrupt.
Can you, um, forward
these to Karen Dunhill?
Sure.
I tried to call you at work.
Yeah.
I took a sick day.
You okay?
You have no idea what
happened to me last
night, do you?
What are you talking about?
Jax came to my house
last night after Tig
dropped me off.
Told me to back off from his
family... and threatened to
tell my work that I came here
looking for Abel, high
and out of control.
Well, that's not true.
- People here know...
- Well, unfortunately, a
positive drug test
might make it
true 'cause he banged a
speedball into my shoulder.
Oh, my God.
Yeah.
You should be horrified.
I can't
believe he would do that.
Believe it.
The MC, this town, it kills
all the shit you love.
You need to get those
boys away from here.
I-I'm trying
to set that up.
Trying is
never gonna get you out.
Go to Oregon now before
something awful happens to you
and your sons.
And if you don't do it, I will,
because I don't give a shit about custody!
I'm getting out!
I'm getting out.
Good.
Is that for me?
Tara. I dropped off the
mats, and I found this on
the front porch.
Perishables. Adieu.
_
Nero, they're
pressing all of us.
They trash my shop.
They come in and they take
whatever shit they want.
And Dante says now we have to
pay Triple Two for protection.
I mean, we all knew you split.
I mean, what the hell are
we supposed to do, huh?
Okay, I get it, Anya.
I get it.
I'm sorry I let that happen.
I'm here now.
Mm? And we're gonna handle
Dante, mi vida.
And we'll make
sure the street knows.
Come on, guachale.
Gracias.
We got a plan?
Cut off the goddamn head.
Dante, he's running
out of a rag
warehouse, two blocks,
the end of Palm.
Fights are in progress.
Is he there now?
Not sure.
All right, check it out.
Why don't you let
the white boys
go in, just a few fight fans.
We'll see what we're
dealing with.
Yeah. Cool.
How big's his crew?
Like, 15.
Been recruiting.
Closer to 20.
It's probably more, homes.
Right now we got four
other guys, plus your crew...
No, that still leaves
us a little light.
Don't worry about that.
I got the Cholo
cavalry on the way.
Get him! Get him!
- Take a look around.
- Yeah.
Jackie.
Shit.
Aw, you got to be kidding me.
Hey!
I will blow your
goddamn head off.
Who the hell are you, man?
Tig! Hey!
Look at this shit, brother.
Look at this.
This is so wrong.
That's not what
we're doing here.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Where is Dante?
Where's Dante, you
piece of shit?
Thr-Through there, man.
Uses one of the supply
rooms as an office.
Tiggy. Come on.
All right, get out of here.
Leave the dog.
Go take him inside.
Go tell Nero. Now.
Yes, sir.
Of course.
They can live with the case.
To be safe... my love.
Yes.
Always.
Is it ready? Take it.
Put 'em down! Now! Now!
Give it up!
- Now, Dante. - Okay.
- Now, on the floor!
Don't move.
Stay.
They're here!
Go get them!
Change of plans.
Come on.
Go!
Don't let 'em get out!
Dante!
Chibs!
- Turn around. Turn around.
- On your knees.
Shut 'em down!
Go, here!
He's running!
Ha-ha! Yeah!
Shit!
No!
Oh, shit!
Oh! Aah!
What?! What?
- Saw that.
- Are you okay?
Let me out of here!
Shit's got to hurt.
We should probably let him out.
That would be the
good Catholic thing to do.
Hey, babe.
Can we talk?
Come on.
Can you give us a minute?
How are you, mister and miss?
Do you want some?
What's going on?
Uh, I had that...
nerve exam this morning.
There's no permanent damage.
They think I'll be operating
within six months.
Oh, my God.
That's good, right?
Yeah.
Yeah.
You're still worried
about all that shit that
happened yesterday?
Yeah.
I guess I just need a little...
clarity.
Look, babe...
Otto was gonna give his
statement today.
Lowen is gonna figure out what
our next move is, and we're
gonna put this shit behind us.
That's the truth.
And what about Wendy?
Wendy'll back off.
How do you know?
She can't prove shit.
She's just a junkie.
She's never gonna get custody.
Chucky, split.
J'accepte que.
So whatcha got?
Found out what I
could about Mr. Lee Toric.
What?
Harvard education.
Ex-Special Forces.
Recruited into the U.S.
Marshals in '91.
Lots of high-profile arrests.
Commendations up the yang,
as well as a long list of
misconduct violations...
excessive force, intimidation,
racial profiling.
Looks like he was, uh, forced
into early retirement.
The little sister... she
was his only family.
You stay here.
It'll be a minute.
Please state your
name for the record.
Jesus Christ!
Guard!
Wow.
Way to commit... Otto.
You looking for me?
No, I'm here for
in-vitro counseling.
When were you gonna
tell me about Oregon?
I know all about the
Providence offer.
It just came up.
Bullshit.
Does Jax know?
Not all the details.
Well, here's a detail for you.
You're not taking
my family anywhere.
They're my sons.
Shut up, you lying bitch.
I am done with your
little power push.
Shit I've done to buy my
way back to those boys...
That didn't work, did it?
Clay's still standing.
You got no idea.
What I got is my family,
and I am pulling them
out of this goddamn cesspool.
Far away from you, SAMCRO, and
all the shit that comes with it.
You take one step out of
Charming, and the only place
you're going is prison.
All I got to do is reach out
to those investigators.
Tell 'em you asked me to
bring you that cross.
I'm sure there's plenty of security
footage of us on that lot.
And afterwards, you told me
exactly what you were going
to have Otto do...
Kill an innocent
to reverse RICO.
You had it all planned.
Jax would kill you.
Well, he might as well.
I'm dead without my boys.
But at least I would have the
satisfaction of knowing you were
locked up, getting fist-raped until
they were well into their 20s.
Hope you're not pregnant.
Mm.
You can't hurt me
anymore, Gemma.
You do what you have to do,
but I'm leaving Charming.
And my sons are coming with me.
Yeah, do that. Sounds good.
Hello.
It's Jax.
You let him know I'm
running a little late.
Is there a problem?
Not at all.
Hey.
That was one of Nero's guys.
They found the breeder
supplying the fight dogs.
Asked if we could shut it down.
Oh, I'll gut
that son of a bitch.
I'm gonna take Tig.
No. No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
You have got no idea what the
hell you're walking into.
We'll handle it.
Let's go.
You're early.
Yeah.
Bag's in the car.
Juice.
Got it.
Did you take
care of everything?
Yeah.
I'm ready.
It's quiet, man.
Man, you sure
this is the place?
I don't see any
kennels or pens.
Yeah, this is the place.
Give me the piece.
What?
What are you talking about?
The gun, Tig, and the knife.
- Jax...
- Do it!
All right.
What the hell's going on, man?
Tell me!
Oh, no, no, no.
Man, no.
Jax, come on.
Sorry, man.
You rat bastard.
Goddamn it!
Hey.
You made it on time.
Yeah.
Jax, please, brother.
Please, come on.
Think about what
you're doing here.
Who this scumbag is.
Who that scumbag is.
Him, too.
The gun.
It's just a precaution.
Right.
Brother...
you're giving me
up to this asshole.
And you saw what
he did to Dawn.
You know what?
She was screaming my name.
She was going, "Daddy!"
Shut him up.
"Daddy."
Shut him up!
Did you bring it?
We sent one to
Hale's lawyer as well.
Thank you.
I'd do it in the garage.
Spotted a couple
hikers on the way in.
Sound travels out here.
I'll wait till you're done.
Tie him up.
I'm gonna need the cut.
Would you...?
It all comes around, Tiggy.
Inside the garage.
Right there.
Veronica.
That was her name.
Don't!
You stay down.
Hey, this was not
our agreement, son.
No.
It wasn't.
You kill the man that
burned your kid alive.
You stupid cracker bitch.
You know what happens to
whoever kills me, right?
I'm counting on it.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't tell you.
He would have picked
up on something.
He could have killed
me right away, bro.
But he didn't.
No, he didn't.
That's Clay's gun?
Yeah, it is.
Is that gonna be a
problem for you?
No.
It's over, brother.
It's over.
LT, just got a call about
a homicide in a commercial
lot, out in Middle River.
That's not our quadrant.
Whoever called said
you'd want to find the body.
Wouldn't give a name.
Just the address.
Give the Holt
station a heads-up.
Have Tores and Wilson
meet us at the 20.
- Yes, sir.
- Let's go.
Holy shit.
That's Damon Pope.
Yes, it is.
Call it in.
Eli Roosevelt.
How's your day?
Did you do this?
Just working towards
that common goal.
Which one?
Step out of the garage.
All right, I'm there.
Vent, halfway up the hill.
Yeah.
You're welcome.
We got a weapon!
He bit off his own tongue?
Apparently his
way of not talking.
Ever again.
As gruesome as it is,
it's good news, Tara.
Otto was the only one who could tie
you up with a conspiracy charge.
Everything else they could charge
you with is a misdemeanor.
Okay.
Should we do this another time?
No.
No, we have to do it now.
I've included life
insurance policy...
the guardianship for the boys,
both Jax's and your dad's house.
I think it's everything
we talked about.
Okay, where do I sign?
Don't you want to review it?
No.
No, I don't have to.
Okay.
Signature here, along with your
initials, and sign on all the red tabs.
You do know this isn't binding
until Jax signs and it's notarized.
No, I know.
Do you want me to
set a meeting with him?
No.
No, I can do that.
Okay.
This is the last set of boxes.
I'll get more and
finish up tonight.
Move everything into
storage next week.
Thanks, Juicy.
No problem, man.
I know it was you...
found that legal
shit in the vent.
Why didn't you say something?
Eh...
I figured it had to be Jax
leveraging the RICO threat.
You had no choice.
We always have a choice.
I'm sorry.
It didn't end
up mattering anyway.
Just let it go.
I love you, brother.
I'm gonna miss you most.
Oh, Christ.
Clay... you got to go.
You got to leave now.
You got to get out of here.
You got to split.
Take my bike.
What are you
talking about, son?
You're leaving town?
What is this?
This weapon is
registered in your name.
It was just used in the murder of Damon
Pope and three of his associates.
Can you tell me where
you've been this afternoon?
Right here.
Can anyone confirm that?
My wife.
Tell him, Gem.
Gemma?
He went out for a few hours.
Took the gun.
Said he had to settle up some
accounts before he left.
I didn't think he'd kill anyone.
Cuff him and read him.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say and do can and will
be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right
to an attorney.
If you can't afford an attorney,
one will be provided for you.
We'll need you to come down to
the station, give a formal statement.
All right, good looking out.
Police report confirms Clay's
prints were on the weapon.
When Clay got drummed out
of the club, he blamed Pope.
Hated that we were in
business together.
I never thought he would be
stupid enough to go after him.
How is it that Clay knew
where Mr. Pope was gonna be?
Only two parties
knew the location.
Clay must've followed me here.
Waited for Pope to leave,
trailed him to the garage.
By the time we got there, there were
people everywhere, a bunch of cars.
We split 'cause I didn't want
Trager to get suspicious.
Murder weapon, prints, motive...
you running late.
All fits together nicely.
What does that mean?
You lock down a lucrative deal.
The man who called the play that
killed your best friend is
gunned down by the
man you hate most.
Who now is as good as dead,
once I put a price on his head.
You think I planned
this whole thing?
Come on, man.
You give me way
too much credit.
I ain't Pope.
I'm just a mechanic looking
out for my family.
We're gonna be looking
into Mr. Pope's death.
And if we determine the police
is wrong, our disciplinary
action could expand
beyond one man.
That makes sense.
If it's any consolation, I'm looking
forward to working with you, Mr. Marks.
Bounty is on Clay Morrow.
I want him dead
before his hearing.
I'm proud of you.
How's she doing?
She's gonna be fine, brother.
I know what you did with Clay.
I just talked to Juice...
and Tig.
What did they say?
Nothing.
I kept my word
to you and the club.
I didn't lay a hand on Clay.
It wasn't about being
smart enough to hurt him.
It was about being smart
enough not to hurt him.
You had a chance
to be different.
Maybe I'm not so different.
So, what now?
You tell me.
Things are changing, Gemma.
We're not gonna be able to
play house here anymore.
I'm not playing anything.
In case you haven't noticed,
ese, I'm not a casual girl.
Do you want to be
with me or not?
I'm just saying...
I just don't know if I'm gonna
be able to give you everything
you need right now.
And what is
it you think I need?
Love?
Only men need to be
loved, sweetheart.
Women need to be wanted.
You know, all this stuff
that's gone down the past
few days, I'm not outside it.
You understand that?
I'm in it.
My life's about to get
very messy, Gemma.
I know messy.
It's what I do best.
Sorry.
Really?
Jax is here.
Speaking of messy.
Okay, Lyla,
I'll be right there.
You should look after
Carl and Carla.
They want you.
Follow me.
Yes, boss.
Your half of Dante's haul.
Keep it.
Deposit on what we owe you
for getting back my ex.
Oh, no, no, no, we'll
figure all that out.
Your crew deserves this.
Serio, I'm, I'm indebted, man.
What do you tell your boy...
about the farm?
I don't know.
I don't know.
Those, uh, journals you keep.
Those are for your boys, right?
What do you tell them?
The shit I can't
tell anyone else.
You need to buy
that farm, brother.
We'll help your cousin
keep your crew whole.
You're so close to getting out.
So are you, mano.
So are you.
'Cause it sounds like you got
all your business handled.
Hmm?
I'm gonna make you
another deal.
You walk away, I'll walk away.
Have a good night.
What is this?
Why is Wendy listed on
there as a guardian?
I'm just getting
things in order.
She's the best choice.
You shouldn't have
attacked her, Jax.
Is that with this is?
You trying to teach me
some kind of lesson?
No.
You know, I used to think that
if I gave up on the club or
Charming, I'd somehow be
betraying you, and I
didn't want to do that.
And then I realized that my job
as your old lady
is to be strong
when and where you can't be.
That's what this is, baby.
I took that job in Oregon.
It starts in two weeks.
The boys are coming with me.
And if you love them and if you
love me, you'll
follow us up there.
We both know, if
we stay here...
we'll end up like the two
people we hate the most.
And our boys will be
destined to relive...
all of our mistakes.
Now is not a good time.
Yeah, I know.
I need to speak to
you for a second.
Are we good?
Yeah.
Then, can we talk tomorrow?
I'm not here for that.
I'm here for Tara.
What are you talking about?
I have a warrant.
Conspiracy to commit murder.
Death of Pamela Toric.
You're under
arrest, Dr. Knowles.
No.
He's crying.
Call Lowen.
I'm here, baby.