Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 5, Episode 4 - Stolen Huffy - full transcript
Complications arise as the Sons band together to face a new adversary.
Previously on Sons
of Anarchy...
When do you turn yourselves in?
We're on our way now.
We need protection in County,
and we got to make these
bullshit charges go away.
So you came
to say good-bye?
Yeah.
Get him out of here!
You got a spot with us, boy.
Appreciate that.
Pope finds out brown
has our back, he's gonna
find other ways to hurt us.
What the hell do you want, man?
I need a dead Son for the
Niner and the cop you killed.
It maintains my relationships.
When that happens, you get out
to earn, and Trager-- he stays
inside for the rest of his life.
Yeah, what?
I've got two of your guys.
Real cute thing and
some old dude.
What's going on?
Let me see your hands!
Let me see your hands!
Had to be Emma Jean.
Am I choosing or you?
- My call.
- No!
No! No!
Ope!
I got this.
Sounds like things
went according to plan.
There's a new plan.
I just watched my best
friend get beaten to death.
Now I need Trager outside.
Him knowing I saved his life
gives me an eternal
advantage I'm gonna need.
There you go.
Using pain to take you
to the next level.
Those are the things that
turn players into kings.
What happened?
Your little tantrum
got us all locked up.
Emma Jean...
you beat the shit out of her.
She called the cops?
Someone reported prostitution.
Either her or your old man.
Oh, no.
Clay wouldn't settle
a beef with cops.
He doesn't need to.
He has you.
Gemma Teller-Morrow.
You're out.
Let's go.
Oh, yeah, that's right.
You know all the right people.
Yeah, or maybe they
just realized that
I wasn't a whore.
Hey.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Well, they dropped
the prostitution charge.
Just battery at play.
It was a misunderstanding.
Oh.
What part-- the hooking
or the beating?
I'm sorry.
I didn't know who else to call.
Wow.
You must really be running
out of friends if I'm your
emergency contact number.
How much do I owe you?
I posted a bond-- 900.
All right, just come
by the garage today, I'll
give you the money.
Thank you.
No problem.
It's the least I could do after
the way you helped me with Tara.
Should've known listening to
you would just make
things worse.
Yeah, I guess you should've.
So why'd you help me?
Putting coin in the karma bank.
Come on.
I'll give you a ride home.
Um... nah.
I don't need a ride.
I got one.
I will handle
this thing with Tara.
No more manipulating, okay?
Hey, it's not Tara you
have to convince, it's Jax.
You are still the woman who
tried to kill his firstborn son.
You understand me?
Yeah, I know.
You okay?
I didn't know you were out.
Yeah, I had a friend post bail.
I, um, I still got some
stuff at your place.
I got to stick around,
bail out the rest of the girls.
They blame me for this.
Okay.
You think it's my fault?
Oh, don't answer that.
I left my thick
skin in Charming.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah.
I'm gonna need you to
check in on Lyla.
The county made the
call this morning.
Okay.
I'll drop the boys off at
day care and push a few
appointments.
Thanks.
Let her know about tonight.
Mm-hmm.
She needs anything at all...
Does Gemma know?
No.
I'll tell her.
I love you.
I love you, Jax.
♪ 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 think Opie's been looking
for a way out since Donna died.
He's never been right since.
He went out a warrior.
We... we wouldn't be
sitting here if it
wasn't for him.
No doubt, Ope
made his own choice.
It's Pope forcing that
choice concerns me.
Jax did all he could...
all he could to push
back the threat.
Agreeing to a 50 G payout?
Short term, Frankie.
How short?
We never rubbed up
against a guy like Pope.
An OG sitting at a table with
judges, senators, CEOs.
He can kill us with a phone
call as easily as a bullet.
We're just white
smoke to this dude.
I say we agree to his
terms, see where it goes.
Maybe we can even use this
guy to our advantage.
What advantage is that?
If we're good with Pope,
the rest of black gets in line.
What about the tar
stains that killed Ope?
They just gonna get
in line, too?
No retaliation.
Not now.
It puts us and
Charming at risk.
We're already at risk.
Those home invasions,
that's got to be black.
Pope didn't put them in play.
He wasn't sure
about the Niners.
He's looking into it.
We're throwing
Pope a lot of trust.
It ain't trust, man.
It's fear!
Right now, he controls it.
We got to buy time
to change that.
Let's vote this.
We pay out the 50 Gs till
we figure this shit out.
- Yea.
- Yea.
Okay.
I'll set up a
meeting with Pope,
tell him we're good, push him
on these home invasions.
The body should be
here this afternoon.
Let's do this right.
Hey, Jax.
You seen your mom?
No. Why?
Got a call from
Fain over at Stockton PD.
Gemma got arrested last night.
Said she got bailed
out this morning.
Arrested for what?
Uh, some kind
of raid on a brothel.
Shit.
Nero.
What's a Nero?
I'm with you.
Jax, you go.
We'll handle
everything for Opei.
All right.
- You good?
- Yeah.
Come on.
What happened to Ope?
Never made it out of County.
Oh, Christ.
How?
How do you think?
Let's go.
Come by later...
say good-bye.
Oh.
What?
Eviction notice.
We're out at the
end of the week.
Hey.
I was just on my way
to your office.
Um, I'll meet you there, okay?
- Okay.
- Yeah. Come on.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know you had
them in day care here.
Don't sit down.
You're not staying.
I hope you never have
to experience what I just
felt in that hallway.
Having your own son walk by you
and have no idea who you are.
That's not my fault.
No.
It's mine; I know that.
Look, the way I handled things
yesterday-- not the way
I want to do this.
I'm sorry.
There's nothing
more for you to say.
If you want to start a custody
suit, have your lawyer call me.
End of story.
No, that's not what I want.
Look, I understand
what you're doing.
I would probably be
reacting the same way.
But there has to be a part of
you that knows that what I'm
asking for isn't just for me.
It's about what's
best for Abel.
And I'm the person
making that decision.
Yeah, today.
But it's easy for you to shut
me out when he's three.
What are you gonna do when he's
a teenager and he wants to
know who his real mom is?
You can stop me from getting to
him, but you can't stop
him from finding me.
He's gonna want to
know the truth.
So, please, just
think about that.
Hey.
Oh, my God.
When'd you get out?
This morning.
You okay?
Yeah.
What happened?
You ask her.
What did you do?
It wasn't her fault.
Clay showed up here
yesterday, and, um, you know,
I caught him with one
of those girls.
Just smacked her
around a little.
Kicked the shit out of her.
She must have gone to Vice.
We don't know that for sure.
Jesus Christ.
Go home, Mom.
I'll let myself out.
I'm sorry, man.
Anything I can do to help.
Hey, how's Hernando?
He's not good.
He's laid up at Saint Joe's.
One of our guys took a
bullet during this raid.
Girls are talking.
Saying it was Emma Jean
who called the cops.
Where's she at?
I don't know.
We just got out.
She's still in
town, she's working.
We'll find her.
No, no, no, no.
I don't want anybody
knowing our business.
I will check around, I will
find out where she is.
Then I'll let you
handle it, eh?
Yeah.
Okay.
Call us when you know.
Orale, vamos.
You really want to help?
What you need?
Save the chick your mom
almost killed, before my
guys finish the job.
I got to get this Emma
Jean out of town.
How's your crew gonna
feel about you moving
behind their back?
No treason.
I'm thinking out loud here.
I'm hoping someone's listening.
Where is she?
She's probably doing
privates out of her hotel.
Canby Suites, Sixth and Grove.
Look for, uh, hearts
hanging from her door.
How romantic.
All right, man.
I'll call you when we have her.
Come on, get it up.
Got one more, come on.
That's good, good, good, good.
I need to talk to you.
Okay.
This is the part where
the rest of you get
the hell out.
Nero lost his place.
Looks like that
little skank you
tapped ratted out to Vice.
Not my problem.
Why'd you come up there?
Why do you think?
I needed to know you were safe.
Now I know.
You don't know shit.
I need distance, Clay.
Stop checking up on me.
You want to drink
yourself stupid,
you want to lay
down with spic bangers,
knock yourself out.
You want distance, you got it.
I don't even know who
you are anymore.
Why don't you bounce
my face off the floor.
Then maybe you'll recognize me.
Got to get ready
for Ope's thing.
What thing?
Jax didn't tell you?
Tell me what?
Ope...
got killed in County.
The wake's tonight.
What the hell's
happening to us?
Emma Jean's on the job.
Ooh!
Shit.
Patch might spook her.
- Who's that?
- I don't know.
What do you want?
Got your name from
a friend of mine.
You have to call first.
I don't have your number.
Hey.
What're you doing?
Get out of here.
- Now.
- Oh, shit.
Relax.
We're not gonna hurt you.
You can't just barge in here.
Someone turned Vice onto Diosa.
Nero's crew thinks it was you.
I didn't call anyone.
I just split.
That's the truth.
I'd never rat.
Well, the only truth
that matters now is these
guys want to hurt you.
Let's go, sweetheart.
Nero wants us to get
you out of town.
Oh, Christ.
Here.
Put this on.
Where you heading?
We'll take it from here.
Hold on, darling.
What are you doing?
Hey, let's go!
Yeah.
Yeah.
You whole?
Yeah.
You okay?
Yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, oh.
They're here.
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, not here.
Not here.
We just want her.
Hey, go back inside.
Go on.
Go back inside.
Hey, come on now, guys, huh?
Look around.
I don't think we want to be
doing this for an audience.
You made a big
mistake, pendejo.
This whore shit
all over our club.
Got my mom locked up.
This is our get.
We got to send a message,
make sure the other
pussy thinks about doing it.
I will.
Use us as your message.
Tell your crew you sent the biker
boys to do your bitch work.
We all want the
same thing here.
No sense in us all killing each
other over some piece of gash.
We'll need proof she's dead.
The other girls got
to see that shit.
I want a thumb.
And tit.
Really?
Okay.
Someone sent these two.
This is a setup.
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
We're gonna take
you to our clubhouse.
You'll be safe there.
You call Nero.
You get him and his bottom
bitch to meet us there.
Come on,
our lovely little slag.
I'm sorry.
Come on.
What happened?
Your boys showed up
at the hotel the same time
as we did.
Almost ended up
in a hood slaughter.
We convinced them that
we'd finish her off.
So, what we need now
is a digit and a tiny
titty to prove it.
Ah, Jesus Christ.
How'd they know where she was?
There's only one
other person who knew.
I was protecting you.
If your crew found out what
you did, they'd crush you.
They'd ruin everything
that we've built.
Where do you get
this "we" shit from?
We haven't built anything.
Sorry.
I never would've sent you guys to
get her if I would have known.
It's okay.
Sounds like a move
someone else would pull.
Let's call it even.
Rat.
Keep her in the garage,
away from the phones.
Yes, sir.
Why is she here?
That's not your concern.
No, it's not.
But it should be yours.
You know what, Mom?
I kind of have a few
things on my plate today.
Like burying my best friend.
So your need to be loved,
worshipped and adored is a
little low on my list today.
Nothing happened
between me and your old man.
He didn't even take
his pants off.
Had me rub his shoulders.
And I didn't call the cops.
Can you keep an eye on Carla
until I get this one out of town?
Yeah.
Call Skeeter.
See who he's burning.
Tell him we need a
thumb and a tit.
Okay.
You know, he loves you
more than anyone, Mom.
Just give him some room.
Yeah?
Hey, babe.
Hey.
Did you go down?
A little bit.
I got cut off.
I'm fine.
How was Lyla?
Medicated.
I'm tossing those.
Maybe we shouldn't.
Wendy came by the
hospital today.
Shit.
I'll handle it.
We have to tell
him the truth, Jax.
No, we don't.
The trauma that Abel's seen in
his life, narced up at birth,
kidnapped.
Who knows how much damage
that shit's already done?
I'm not gonna confuse him more.
When he's older and stronger, we
can talk about this again, but
until then, no other woman is
gonna call him "son" but you.
Wendy can stay clear
of our family.
Okay, baby.
Jax.
He's all dressed.
Looks-looks pretty good.
That's a
nice-looking box, man.
Ope would've dug it.
Let's get him inside.
How's she doing?
Really sad.
I'm so sorry.
Let's go.
Let's give her a minute.
Let's clear.
Take as much time as you need.
What do I do, Jax?
I can't raise three
kids on my own.
I could barely cover
me and Piper.
How am I supposed to care for
those kids and earn a living?
Just like every
other single mother.
You get help-- friends, family.
My mom lives two hours away;
I don't have family up here.
Let me show you something.
That's your family.
Anything you need,
you just ask.
Anyone says no,
they answer to me.
Hey.
You get Emma Jean out safe?
Oh, yeah.
She's on a plane back
to the heartland.
Good.
You got a minute?
I want to bounce
something off you.
Yeah, sure.
Have a seat, man.
So... what happens to Diosa now?
Outcalls, man.
Outcalls until I
find me a new spot.
You mind if I ask how
much your girls pull in?
On average, they do three
to five dates a day, take
in... minimum, a few
hundred a client.
Now, a touring girl, like Emma Jean,
there, she can do triple that.
You happy with that return?
You sound like you're
trying to sell me some life
insurance here.
I got a endgame here, mano.
What's the endgame?
1.3 million.
I'm gonna buy my uncle's
spread down in Norco.
20 acres.
My kid loves animals.
I'm gonna give him
a goddamn farm.
I like that.
How close are you?
I ain't close enough.
Maybe I can help you
get there a little faster.
Caracara?
Yeah, it's a porn biz
that we used to handle.
That's not my game.
No, but the girls
on that list are.
It's the nature of
the business now.
Most of these girls, they gotta
supplement with the porn star
experience-- 1,500 to five grand a day.
They need a booker.
You still have
access to all of them?
Yep.
There's a few of them in
the clubhouse right now.
There's an old Elks lodge
for rent, out on 88.
It's the perfect location.
There's no neighbors, close
to major highways...
I'll cover all the
new start-up costs.
Then we split everything 50-50.
Diosa Norte.
Partners, huh?
I got an endgame in sight, too.
My best friend is lying in
a box in the other room.
I gotta start moving us away
from the shit that's killing us.
I'm sorry about your
friend in there, but I tell you
straight-up, though, if we were
to do a deal...
it would have to
be completely clear of
all your other traffic.
You see, I can't get pulled in
to the heat of all the things
you're moving away from.
Understood.
And I don't want
the heat of all
the things that you're
trying to get close to.
My mom.
I can't mix business
and family.
The shit with Clay-- her and
Tara-- it's deep, man.
It will bleed all over us.
So you sure
that's-that's a business
request, not some
twisted mommy thing?
I untwisted my mommy
thing a long time ago.
You gotta stay clear of Gemma.
Huh.
Okay.
Okay.
Yeah, let's see
where this goes.
Thanks for bailing me out.
No problem.
Thanks for paying me back.
You sound surprised.
Party?
Uh, no... it's a wake.
Ope got killed when
they were in County.
Oh, no.
You think I could go say bye?
I don't think Jax seeing you would
suit either one of you right now.
- Right, right...
- Okay, it's all right.
What the hell
is she doing here?
Relax.
Do not ignore me.
Get your hands off me!
You want to protect Jax?
Wendy ain't the one you
should worry about.
What?
Dora the
Whore-a in there--
she almost got him killed today.
That's why he laid
down that bike.
He's lucky to be alive.
He said he got cut off.
Yeah.
Cut off by bangers trying
to run his ass over.
That bitch, she set it up.
Come on.
I'll prove it.
Punch out.
Shut the door.
Yes, ma'am.
So what is this?
I was just telling my
daughter how you almost got
her husband killed today.
Now that's shit.
Listen, this is none of your
goddamn business, and you
don't get to come at me...
You stupid old whore.
Ah!
Jax?
It's time, brother.
♪ I left my home ♪
♪ still as a child ♪
♪ I walked a thousand sorry miles ♪
♪ to wait for my father ♪
♪ To gather up his tools ♪
♪ He said my boy
you've got to run ♪
♪ Don't wait for me ♪
♪ Don't wait for Mum ♪
♪ We'll come get you ♪
♪ when it's safe for us to move ♪
♪ So I waited many years ♪
♪ Held back the pain ♪
♪ behind my tears ♪
♪ for my father to come find me ♪
♪ like he said ♪
♪ In that time I was alone ♪
♪ So many years without my home ♪
♪ I made brothers of a different ♪
♪ kind instead ♪
♪ And at the time I didn't know ♪
♪ Just how hard the wind could ♪
♪ blow ♪
♪ towards disaster, and the ♪
♪ things that I would see ♪
♪ I never found my father ♪
♪ I never found my mother ♪
I'll see you later, bro.
♪ A hero to the masses ♪
♪ To those born without chances ♪
♪ There's a freedom ♪
♪ that everyone deserves ♪
♪ I know there's greed and ♪
♪ there's corruption ♪
♪ I've seen death and mass ♪
♪ destruction ♪
♪ But I'm telling you ♪
♪ and I hope that I am heard ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
- ♪ I will not be controlled ♪
- Up.
Here's to Ope.
Rest in peace.
♪ Without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪
of Anarchy...
When do you turn yourselves in?
We're on our way now.
We need protection in County,
and we got to make these
bullshit charges go away.
So you came
to say good-bye?
Yeah.
Get him out of here!
You got a spot with us, boy.
Appreciate that.
Pope finds out brown
has our back, he's gonna
find other ways to hurt us.
What the hell do you want, man?
I need a dead Son for the
Niner and the cop you killed.
It maintains my relationships.
When that happens, you get out
to earn, and Trager-- he stays
inside for the rest of his life.
Yeah, what?
I've got two of your guys.
Real cute thing and
some old dude.
What's going on?
Let me see your hands!
Let me see your hands!
Had to be Emma Jean.
Am I choosing or you?
- My call.
- No!
No! No!
Ope!
I got this.
Sounds like things
went according to plan.
There's a new plan.
I just watched my best
friend get beaten to death.
Now I need Trager outside.
Him knowing I saved his life
gives me an eternal
advantage I'm gonna need.
There you go.
Using pain to take you
to the next level.
Those are the things that
turn players into kings.
What happened?
Your little tantrum
got us all locked up.
Emma Jean...
you beat the shit out of her.
She called the cops?
Someone reported prostitution.
Either her or your old man.
Oh, no.
Clay wouldn't settle
a beef with cops.
He doesn't need to.
He has you.
Gemma Teller-Morrow.
You're out.
Let's go.
Oh, yeah, that's right.
You know all the right people.
Yeah, or maybe they
just realized that
I wasn't a whore.
Hey.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Well, they dropped
the prostitution charge.
Just battery at play.
It was a misunderstanding.
Oh.
What part-- the hooking
or the beating?
I'm sorry.
I didn't know who else to call.
Wow.
You must really be running
out of friends if I'm your
emergency contact number.
How much do I owe you?
I posted a bond-- 900.
All right, just come
by the garage today, I'll
give you the money.
Thank you.
No problem.
It's the least I could do after
the way you helped me with Tara.
Should've known listening to
you would just make
things worse.
Yeah, I guess you should've.
So why'd you help me?
Putting coin in the karma bank.
Come on.
I'll give you a ride home.
Um... nah.
I don't need a ride.
I got one.
I will handle
this thing with Tara.
No more manipulating, okay?
Hey, it's not Tara you
have to convince, it's Jax.
You are still the woman who
tried to kill his firstborn son.
You understand me?
Yeah, I know.
You okay?
I didn't know you were out.
Yeah, I had a friend post bail.
I, um, I still got some
stuff at your place.
I got to stick around,
bail out the rest of the girls.
They blame me for this.
Okay.
You think it's my fault?
Oh, don't answer that.
I left my thick
skin in Charming.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah.
I'm gonna need you to
check in on Lyla.
The county made the
call this morning.
Okay.
I'll drop the boys off at
day care and push a few
appointments.
Thanks.
Let her know about tonight.
Mm-hmm.
She needs anything at all...
Does Gemma know?
No.
I'll tell her.
I love you.
I love you, Jax.
♪ 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 think Opie's been looking
for a way out since Donna died.
He's never been right since.
He went out a warrior.
We... we wouldn't be
sitting here if it
wasn't for him.
No doubt, Ope
made his own choice.
It's Pope forcing that
choice concerns me.
Jax did all he could...
all he could to push
back the threat.
Agreeing to a 50 G payout?
Short term, Frankie.
How short?
We never rubbed up
against a guy like Pope.
An OG sitting at a table with
judges, senators, CEOs.
He can kill us with a phone
call as easily as a bullet.
We're just white
smoke to this dude.
I say we agree to his
terms, see where it goes.
Maybe we can even use this
guy to our advantage.
What advantage is that?
If we're good with Pope,
the rest of black gets in line.
What about the tar
stains that killed Ope?
They just gonna get
in line, too?
No retaliation.
Not now.
It puts us and
Charming at risk.
We're already at risk.
Those home invasions,
that's got to be black.
Pope didn't put them in play.
He wasn't sure
about the Niners.
He's looking into it.
We're throwing
Pope a lot of trust.
It ain't trust, man.
It's fear!
Right now, he controls it.
We got to buy time
to change that.
Let's vote this.
We pay out the 50 Gs till
we figure this shit out.
- Yea.
- Yea.
Okay.
I'll set up a
meeting with Pope,
tell him we're good, push him
on these home invasions.
The body should be
here this afternoon.
Let's do this right.
Hey, Jax.
You seen your mom?
No. Why?
Got a call from
Fain over at Stockton PD.
Gemma got arrested last night.
Said she got bailed
out this morning.
Arrested for what?
Uh, some kind
of raid on a brothel.
Shit.
Nero.
What's a Nero?
I'm with you.
Jax, you go.
We'll handle
everything for Opei.
All right.
- You good?
- Yeah.
Come on.
What happened to Ope?
Never made it out of County.
Oh, Christ.
How?
How do you think?
Let's go.
Come by later...
say good-bye.
Oh.
What?
Eviction notice.
We're out at the
end of the week.
Hey.
I was just on my way
to your office.
Um, I'll meet you there, okay?
- Okay.
- Yeah. Come on.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know you had
them in day care here.
Don't sit down.
You're not staying.
I hope you never have
to experience what I just
felt in that hallway.
Having your own son walk by you
and have no idea who you are.
That's not my fault.
No.
It's mine; I know that.
Look, the way I handled things
yesterday-- not the way
I want to do this.
I'm sorry.
There's nothing
more for you to say.
If you want to start a custody
suit, have your lawyer call me.
End of story.
No, that's not what I want.
Look, I understand
what you're doing.
I would probably be
reacting the same way.
But there has to be a part of
you that knows that what I'm
asking for isn't just for me.
It's about what's
best for Abel.
And I'm the person
making that decision.
Yeah, today.
But it's easy for you to shut
me out when he's three.
What are you gonna do when he's
a teenager and he wants to
know who his real mom is?
You can stop me from getting to
him, but you can't stop
him from finding me.
He's gonna want to
know the truth.
So, please, just
think about that.
Hey.
Oh, my God.
When'd you get out?
This morning.
You okay?
Yeah.
What happened?
You ask her.
What did you do?
It wasn't her fault.
Clay showed up here
yesterday, and, um, you know,
I caught him with one
of those girls.
Just smacked her
around a little.
Kicked the shit out of her.
She must have gone to Vice.
We don't know that for sure.
Jesus Christ.
Go home, Mom.
I'll let myself out.
I'm sorry, man.
Anything I can do to help.
Hey, how's Hernando?
He's not good.
He's laid up at Saint Joe's.
One of our guys took a
bullet during this raid.
Girls are talking.
Saying it was Emma Jean
who called the cops.
Where's she at?
I don't know.
We just got out.
She's still in
town, she's working.
We'll find her.
No, no, no, no.
I don't want anybody
knowing our business.
I will check around, I will
find out where she is.
Then I'll let you
handle it, eh?
Yeah.
Okay.
Call us when you know.
Orale, vamos.
You really want to help?
What you need?
Save the chick your mom
almost killed, before my
guys finish the job.
I got to get this Emma
Jean out of town.
How's your crew gonna
feel about you moving
behind their back?
No treason.
I'm thinking out loud here.
I'm hoping someone's listening.
Where is she?
She's probably doing
privates out of her hotel.
Canby Suites, Sixth and Grove.
Look for, uh, hearts
hanging from her door.
How romantic.
All right, man.
I'll call you when we have her.
Come on, get it up.
Got one more, come on.
That's good, good, good, good.
I need to talk to you.
Okay.
This is the part where
the rest of you get
the hell out.
Nero lost his place.
Looks like that
little skank you
tapped ratted out to Vice.
Not my problem.
Why'd you come up there?
Why do you think?
I needed to know you were safe.
Now I know.
You don't know shit.
I need distance, Clay.
Stop checking up on me.
You want to drink
yourself stupid,
you want to lay
down with spic bangers,
knock yourself out.
You want distance, you got it.
I don't even know who
you are anymore.
Why don't you bounce
my face off the floor.
Then maybe you'll recognize me.
Got to get ready
for Ope's thing.
What thing?
Jax didn't tell you?
Tell me what?
Ope...
got killed in County.
The wake's tonight.
What the hell's
happening to us?
Emma Jean's on the job.
Ooh!
Shit.
Patch might spook her.
- Who's that?
- I don't know.
What do you want?
Got your name from
a friend of mine.
You have to call first.
I don't have your number.
Hey.
What're you doing?
Get out of here.
- Now.
- Oh, shit.
Relax.
We're not gonna hurt you.
You can't just barge in here.
Someone turned Vice onto Diosa.
Nero's crew thinks it was you.
I didn't call anyone.
I just split.
That's the truth.
I'd never rat.
Well, the only truth
that matters now is these
guys want to hurt you.
Let's go, sweetheart.
Nero wants us to get
you out of town.
Oh, Christ.
Here.
Put this on.
Where you heading?
We'll take it from here.
Hold on, darling.
What are you doing?
Hey, let's go!
Yeah.
Yeah.
You whole?
Yeah.
You okay?
Yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, oh.
They're here.
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, not here.
Not here.
We just want her.
Hey, go back inside.
Go on.
Go back inside.
Hey, come on now, guys, huh?
Look around.
I don't think we want to be
doing this for an audience.
You made a big
mistake, pendejo.
This whore shit
all over our club.
Got my mom locked up.
This is our get.
We got to send a message,
make sure the other
pussy thinks about doing it.
I will.
Use us as your message.
Tell your crew you sent the biker
boys to do your bitch work.
We all want the
same thing here.
No sense in us all killing each
other over some piece of gash.
We'll need proof she's dead.
The other girls got
to see that shit.
I want a thumb.
And tit.
Really?
Okay.
Someone sent these two.
This is a setup.
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
We're gonna take
you to our clubhouse.
You'll be safe there.
You call Nero.
You get him and his bottom
bitch to meet us there.
Come on,
our lovely little slag.
I'm sorry.
Come on.
What happened?
Your boys showed up
at the hotel the same time
as we did.
Almost ended up
in a hood slaughter.
We convinced them that
we'd finish her off.
So, what we need now
is a digit and a tiny
titty to prove it.
Ah, Jesus Christ.
How'd they know where she was?
There's only one
other person who knew.
I was protecting you.
If your crew found out what
you did, they'd crush you.
They'd ruin everything
that we've built.
Where do you get
this "we" shit from?
We haven't built anything.
Sorry.
I never would've sent you guys to
get her if I would have known.
It's okay.
Sounds like a move
someone else would pull.
Let's call it even.
Rat.
Keep her in the garage,
away from the phones.
Yes, sir.
Why is she here?
That's not your concern.
No, it's not.
But it should be yours.
You know what, Mom?
I kind of have a few
things on my plate today.
Like burying my best friend.
So your need to be loved,
worshipped and adored is a
little low on my list today.
Nothing happened
between me and your old man.
He didn't even take
his pants off.
Had me rub his shoulders.
And I didn't call the cops.
Can you keep an eye on Carla
until I get this one out of town?
Yeah.
Call Skeeter.
See who he's burning.
Tell him we need a
thumb and a tit.
Okay.
You know, he loves you
more than anyone, Mom.
Just give him some room.
Yeah?
Hey, babe.
Hey.
Did you go down?
A little bit.
I got cut off.
I'm fine.
How was Lyla?
Medicated.
I'm tossing those.
Maybe we shouldn't.
Wendy came by the
hospital today.
Shit.
I'll handle it.
We have to tell
him the truth, Jax.
No, we don't.
The trauma that Abel's seen in
his life, narced up at birth,
kidnapped.
Who knows how much damage
that shit's already done?
I'm not gonna confuse him more.
When he's older and stronger, we
can talk about this again, but
until then, no other woman is
gonna call him "son" but you.
Wendy can stay clear
of our family.
Okay, baby.
Jax.
He's all dressed.
Looks-looks pretty good.
That's a
nice-looking box, man.
Ope would've dug it.
Let's get him inside.
How's she doing?
Really sad.
I'm so sorry.
Let's go.
Let's give her a minute.
Let's clear.
Take as much time as you need.
What do I do, Jax?
I can't raise three
kids on my own.
I could barely cover
me and Piper.
How am I supposed to care for
those kids and earn a living?
Just like every
other single mother.
You get help-- friends, family.
My mom lives two hours away;
I don't have family up here.
Let me show you something.
That's your family.
Anything you need,
you just ask.
Anyone says no,
they answer to me.
Hey.
You get Emma Jean out safe?
Oh, yeah.
She's on a plane back
to the heartland.
Good.
You got a minute?
I want to bounce
something off you.
Yeah, sure.
Have a seat, man.
So... what happens to Diosa now?
Outcalls, man.
Outcalls until I
find me a new spot.
You mind if I ask how
much your girls pull in?
On average, they do three
to five dates a day, take
in... minimum, a few
hundred a client.
Now, a touring girl, like Emma Jean,
there, she can do triple that.
You happy with that return?
You sound like you're
trying to sell me some life
insurance here.
I got a endgame here, mano.
What's the endgame?
1.3 million.
I'm gonna buy my uncle's
spread down in Norco.
20 acres.
My kid loves animals.
I'm gonna give him
a goddamn farm.
I like that.
How close are you?
I ain't close enough.
Maybe I can help you
get there a little faster.
Caracara?
Yeah, it's a porn biz
that we used to handle.
That's not my game.
No, but the girls
on that list are.
It's the nature of
the business now.
Most of these girls, they gotta
supplement with the porn star
experience-- 1,500 to five grand a day.
They need a booker.
You still have
access to all of them?
Yep.
There's a few of them in
the clubhouse right now.
There's an old Elks lodge
for rent, out on 88.
It's the perfect location.
There's no neighbors, close
to major highways...
I'll cover all the
new start-up costs.
Then we split everything 50-50.
Diosa Norte.
Partners, huh?
I got an endgame in sight, too.
My best friend is lying in
a box in the other room.
I gotta start moving us away
from the shit that's killing us.
I'm sorry about your
friend in there, but I tell you
straight-up, though, if we were
to do a deal...
it would have to
be completely clear of
all your other traffic.
You see, I can't get pulled in
to the heat of all the things
you're moving away from.
Understood.
And I don't want
the heat of all
the things that you're
trying to get close to.
My mom.
I can't mix business
and family.
The shit with Clay-- her and
Tara-- it's deep, man.
It will bleed all over us.
So you sure
that's-that's a business
request, not some
twisted mommy thing?
I untwisted my mommy
thing a long time ago.
You gotta stay clear of Gemma.
Huh.
Okay.
Okay.
Yeah, let's see
where this goes.
Thanks for bailing me out.
No problem.
Thanks for paying me back.
You sound surprised.
Party?
Uh, no... it's a wake.
Ope got killed when
they were in County.
Oh, no.
You think I could go say bye?
I don't think Jax seeing you would
suit either one of you right now.
- Right, right...
- Okay, it's all right.
What the hell
is she doing here?
Relax.
Do not ignore me.
Get your hands off me!
You want to protect Jax?
Wendy ain't the one you
should worry about.
What?
Dora the
Whore-a in there--
she almost got him killed today.
That's why he laid
down that bike.
He's lucky to be alive.
He said he got cut off.
Yeah.
Cut off by bangers trying
to run his ass over.
That bitch, she set it up.
Come on.
I'll prove it.
Punch out.
Shut the door.
Yes, ma'am.
So what is this?
I was just telling my
daughter how you almost got
her husband killed today.
Now that's shit.
Listen, this is none of your
goddamn business, and you
don't get to come at me...
You stupid old whore.
Ah!
Jax?
It's time, brother.
♪ I left my home ♪
♪ still as a child ♪
♪ I walked a thousand sorry miles ♪
♪ to wait for my father ♪
♪ To gather up his tools ♪
♪ He said my boy
you've got to run ♪
♪ Don't wait for me ♪
♪ Don't wait for Mum ♪
♪ We'll come get you ♪
♪ when it's safe for us to move ♪
♪ So I waited many years ♪
♪ Held back the pain ♪
♪ behind my tears ♪
♪ for my father to come find me ♪
♪ like he said ♪
♪ In that time I was alone ♪
♪ So many years without my home ♪
♪ I made brothers of a different ♪
♪ kind instead ♪
♪ And at the time I didn't know ♪
♪ Just how hard the wind could ♪
♪ blow ♪
♪ towards disaster, and the ♪
♪ things that I would see ♪
♪ I never found my father ♪
♪ I never found my mother ♪
I'll see you later, bro.
♪ A hero to the masses ♪
♪ To those born without chances ♪
♪ There's a freedom ♪
♪ that everyone deserves ♪
♪ I know there's greed and ♪
♪ there's corruption ♪
♪ I've seen death and mass ♪
♪ destruction ♪
♪ But I'm telling you ♪
♪ and I hope that I am heard ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
- ♪ I will not be controlled ♪
- Up.
Here's to Ope.
Rest in peace.
♪ Without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪
♪ I will not be commanded ♪
♪ I will not be controlled ♪
♪ And I will not let my future ♪
♪ go on ♪
♪ without the help of my soul ♪