Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 6, Episode 7 - Sweet and Vaded - full transcript

Previously on Sons of Anarchy...

What the hell
happened last night?

Teller indicated it
was about ending a relationship.

My guess, he pissed off his
supplier.

IRA-- they love
to blow up shit.

The council is prepared to
offer you terms for your betrayal.

Clay will be handling the distribution
of our guns in Northern California.

You wanted out? That
includes profit as well.

I'll cut Connor and your
other guys loose.

They're still alive?

I told you, I didn't
want a war.



I might need your help.

I'm filing for divorce.

Asking for full custody.

Well, who gets the
boys if you go inside?

Hey. I heard about the explosion.

Is everyone else okay? Gemma?

- You should check up on her,
build the trust. - Yeah, okay.

What's your connection to Nero?

Nero was the one who
took me in.

Kept the wolves from my door.

I know that you
want to find leverage to tie

Nero and the Sons to the school shooting,
but he did not kill Erin Byrne.

We won't know that
until we get the DNA.

Padilla gets processed.
Murder charge sticks.



Time to go hood, sister.

Tell your lawyer I'll be moving
up the trial date three weeks.

And I'll be prosecuting the case myself.

See you in court, Doctor.

I got to get out of here, Jax.

There's just too much anxiety in
my first trimester.

You've been
recruiting for SAMCRO?

Yeah.
Quinn, Montez and West.

It's because I love this club.

And I love you.

_

Three months up front.

Appreciate you letting
us set up here.

How long you need it?

I'm not sure.

We still don't know if we're
gonna be able to rebuild at TM.

Might be a total tear-down.

Bombs will do that.

The whole town is spooked, Jax.

The council meeting next week, there...
folks are talking

about how to get rid of the MC.

Well, it's a good thing
the mayor has veto power.

Yeah, for a minute.

Shit went down with Charming
Heights, I'm done after this term.

It means you got, uh, about three
months to buy some good will.

I know.

If this block wasn't half empty,
I'd never be able to get you in here.

This block is half empty
because you're buying them

all out for 50 cents
on the dollar.

So who's the real bad guy here?

Yeah, it might be me.

I thought I was bringing
opportunity to the city.

Where are we at
with our "opportunity"?

We'd be breaking ground next month
if Damon Pope hadn't been murdered.

By your president.

No. Former president.

Pope Enterprises
is still on board.

Yeah.

But the transfer of power
has slowed everything down.

And your maintenance contracts
don't kick in until the

equipment's rolling, and that
might be another six months.

Okay.

Thanks.

Hi.

Those the files?

Yes. This
should be everything.

Okay.

Oh.

Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, with the trial pushed
up, everything is moving so fast.

It's okay.

Thank you.

I know I've put a lot on you.

Things I've had
no right to ask.

We've been through
a lot together, Tara.

I know you.

I've been where you are.

I thought a lot about all
this last night, and I can

imagine how extreme
it must feel to you.

But you have to stay focused
on the big picture.

Dire circumstances
require desperate measures.

Yes, they do.

Jax, I think we're close.

Let's do it!

Let's set up.

Home is where the reaper is.

Let's get the guys up here.

Yeah.

Ms. Rodriguez, I
assume you've fully explained

the charge to your client?

I think we're all up to speed.

You think?

It's not that complicated.

A young prostitute
turns up dead?

Escort.

Yes.

DNA evidence found
in his truck.

The physical
evidence doesn't match up with

my client's whereabouts
at the time of the crime.

We have alibis,
including a priest.

Ah, and a biker queen.

They sort of cancel each
other out, don't you think?

Hmm, are you here to make an offer or
you just gonna insult Mr. Padilla?

Your client is a repeat felon.

His rap sheet is filled with
gang-banging, assault, drug charges...

All of which happened
more than a decade ago.

Yes, now he's a
legitimate businessman.

Running a brothel that
fronts as an escort service.

Everything I do
is completely legal.

- Even murder?
- I didn't kill that girl.

Enough.
We're done here.

No, we're not.

I'm willing to trade your
murder for five others.

I want Jax Teller and
the Sons of Anarchy.

Testify that the MC sold you the
KG-9 that wound up in the hands

of Matthew Jennings and
you'll walk away...

back to your legit business.

And more importantly, your son.

This will be my one
and only offer.

You have 24 hours.

Welcome to the new clubhouse.

I wanted our first order of business
to be voting in our new patches.

Before I do that, I think it's only fair
they know exactly where the club is at.

As far as the Irish go, it
looks like the peace is real.

I'm gonna cut Connor loose today, make
sure everything moves forward with Clay.

Bobby can walk us through
our sad financials.

Yeah, they are
pretty sad, I'm afraid.

Looks like it's gonna be a while before
we get the green light to open TM.

And even once we do, my guess, it's
gonna be pretty slow for a while.

As far as the maintenance
contract for Charming Heights

goes, looks like's not gonna
happen until the fall.

So we have Diosa.

That helps, but we are paying
Nero back straight out of the

profits, so... it just
ain't putting out much.

Yeah, Colette and her
girls are a little spooked by

Nero's bullshit arrest, so
the Diosa expansion in

Stockton's on hold until I
can convince her otherwise.

Let's just keep looking for ways to
earn that don't put us in the fire.

If you guys come up with any ideas,
please... bring 'em to the table.

You guys good with all that?

Good.

Yeah. I get it.

I'm good, brother.

Okay.

Allesandro Montez, Orlin West,
Rane Quinn... Letters are good.

They're free to jump charters.

All in favor of making these three
men Redwood Original... Yea!

Yea!

Opposed?

Welcome to SAMCRO, boys!

Yeah!

Quinn, welcome to Crow, man.

- Quinn...
- All right!

Thank you, man.

Brother.
Welcome, brother.

There's one more name I
want to put on the table.

Rat Boy.

It's been almost a year since he
put on the prospect patch, and I

think he's shown us a lot.

He's smart, he's loyal,
fearless, works like a dog,

and unlike most of you gossip
whores, he knows when to shut up.

As his sponsor, I think
he deserves a full patch.

So... all in favor of making
George Skogstrom a member of

Redwood Original... Yea.

Yea.

Opposed?

Go get him.

Hey, Rat!

Hey!

Get your skinny ass up here!

Yeah?

Sit down.

What... at the table?

No, on my dick.

Yeah, at the table.

Take off the cut.

On the table.

I need you to cut off
that prospect rocker.

Hey.

Replace it with this,
young brother.

Yeah, buddy.

- You're in, son.
- Thanks, brother.

♪ 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 ♪

You know my VP, Chibs.

Hey, how you doing?

Bobby Munson, my consigliere.

Good to see you
all again, gentlemen.

Yeah, you too.

Glad everyone's whole.

I mean, you weren't kidding about
things getting messy with the Irish.

Yeah. We were lucky.

Well, what happened?

Historical shit.

They are very pissed off.

- Losing distribution?
- Yeah.

And my suggestion about
how to fill the void.

Ah... I guess the Irish Kings
ain't as racially open-minded as the MC.

- Yeah.
- Aye, something like that.

How we gonna fix that problem?

We're working on something.

I'll bring you in the loop
as soon as I know more.

Connor Malone.
Irish number two, stateside.

Cutting his ass loose?

Yeah. I'm tired
of blood for blood.

- You're learning, son.
- Yes, he is.

Wait to hear from you.

Good luck.

Good to see you.

- How'd that go?
- He understands.

For now.

I'm sending you home.

My guys will drive
you up the coast.

Kings are sending someone
to meet you in Mendocino.

I'm... glad to hear that.

August Marks.

One of the reasons your crew
tried to blow us to hell.

Tell Gaalan I'm
honoring his demands.

We'll run the
guns through Clay.

But we all know
that plan's a risk.

If it falls through, I want the
Kings to know that Marks is

still willing to distribute.

Tell them that.

Aye.

I'll pass it along.

You two.

Make sure they get there whole.

We will.

See you tomorrow, boys.
Let's go.

Oh, Filip.

Thank you.

Don't thank me, Con.

I want you dead.

He's the reason you're alive.

Let's go.

Your lawyer offer any hope?

She's advising
me to take a deal.

She said proving that
I was set up is a...

a fight that I probably
can't win or afford.

Shit.

What's the deal she
wants you to take?

What do you think, mama?

Patterson wants the gun source.

Got a day to decide.

What you gonna do?

Padilla, one minute.

I'm gonna think about you.

New perfume?

Oh...

No.

Not mine.

It's a friend of yours.

Venus. She came by Diosa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You met my girl, huh?

She came by there
with a client?

No, a shiner.

She got some... some
kind of family problems.

- Her mother.
- Alice? Shit.

What now?

Oh, honey, you got
enough on your plate.

No, no, no. Venus...
she's familia.

What happened, Gem?

Oh... I guess,
um, Alice got custody

of Venus's nephew and now
she's worried about the kid.

- Her nephew?
- Yeah. Joey.

- Ah.
- Time's up, Padilla.

Jesus Christ.

- That's, uh...
- What?

- Let's go.
- Watch it.

Gemma, you gotta get that
kid away from Alice.

Okay? I mean, she's bad.
She's gonna hurt that boy.

- Let's go.
- Seriously.

Ask Jax to help Venus.

Okay?

Will you do that for me? Please?

- Yeah, yeah, okay.
- Come on.

Please.

DNA from Toric's room could
be back as early as tomorrow afternoon.

You know, Nero's lawyer's
gonna be all over it.

I'll press the OG
for his decision before then.

- You think he'll bend?
- I doubt it.

Didn't factor in
Teller's mother.

Ties are twisted
tight in that bunch.

Doctor won't budge, either.

Need someone from outside
the family circle.

You know, I followed
Teller and Padilla to a

house in Stockton the other day.

Seaport. Bumped into
an ex-cop, Barosky.

Oh. What
did that shark want?

Well, he wasn't too happy
that I was cruising the block.

I think he was headed
to the same house.

- He runs the port, doesn't he?
- He thinks he does.

Charlie Barosky's a product of

every slimy loophole in our
criminal justice system.

Look into him.

Maybe there's a connection
with the MC or the Byz-lats.

Huh.

Maybe she's here
for the banana split.

What?

Hi, baby.

Why?

She came to Diosa
looking for Nero.

It's a family problem.
She needs help.

Then let her family handle it.

Nero is inside
because of us, Jax.

He asked us to help her out.
We owe him.

Mom, we are on
everyone's radar right now.

We got to keep the
circle closed.

She's in trouble.

Venus is like family to Nero.

And he's family to me.

So just-just hear her out.

So, I-I-I have this
nephew, and he's 15 years old.

He's a sensitive thing.

His mother passed
while I was away.

And I-I've just now
become aware that...

Wait. Your sister?

Yes, my sister Lula.

And the-the-the boy, Joey, has

fallen into the very precarious
care of my mother Alice.

She unfortunately was documented
as the "Next of kin."

Yeah, Nero says
she's really bad news.

Oh, Alice is a 24-hour
network of bad news.

Abuse abounds within the
walls of that house.

What kind of abuse?

Um, the kind
that never leaves you.

I was, um... ten
years old when my

inclinations began to
dominate my gender direction.

And my mother Alice, she would
get me drunk and, um...

and lovingly try to,
uh, straighten me out.

Um, I'm...

Her husband at the time began
filming the experiment,

and, uh, that's
when it all began.

I-I was, um... before
long, having more

sex than my hooker mama.

And, uh, and in turn helped her

launch a very, very, um, lucrative
child pornography service.

Needless to say, young Vincent
Noone did not want to host many

slumber parties when
he was a child.

Jesus Christ.

I-I tried to reason
with my dear mother yesterday,

in hopes of getting
Joey out of there.

But I-I did not possess the
adequate resources to convince her.

How big is your mother?

Oh, she's of a similar build.

Although gravity has
not been her friend.

It was her latest spousal diversion,
however, who showed me the door.

Miss Alice has the uncanny
ability of attracting consorts

who are equal parts
dim and dangerous.

Mr. Dim and
Dangerous have friends?

A few. Of equal
size and intelligence.

So, darling... what
should we do with your

nephew once we get him out?

He can emancipate
in a few months.

And I have some very dear friends in
Seattle who can watch him until then.

Boys, I'm-I'm sorry, but I'm...

I'm literally at your mercy.

Hey... I guess I'm just
a sucker for a pretty face.

Oh, Jackson...
Jackson, thank you.

Thank you so much.

It would deny Gemma any kind of
custody, or unsupervised visitation.

- Can she fight this?
- She can try.

Some of it's creative language, but
most of it is based on legal precedent.

If the parents deem a
grandparent unfit, they can

petition for their exclusion
from the child's upbringing.

Good.

This has no weight without
the signatures of both parents.

I know.

And, uh, you
think Jax will sign it?

Yes, I do.

- Oh, hey, Doc.
- Hi.

Um, sorry, I
didn't know you were...

No, it's okay.

Hello, Counselor.

Mr. Unser.

Uh, if you need anything,
leave me a message.

I'll be in court the
rest of the day.

Thank you.

Thanks for coming by.

Oh, yeah, sure. How
can I help you, sweetheart?

Come on, I'm gonna
go check on the boys.

Okay.

Are you still friends
with that city clerk in Lodi?

Yeah. Why?

I need to get a
restraining order.

- Thank you, Rhoda.
- You're welcome.

- Fresh baked.
- Thanks.

Glad to see you're up and running.
Heard about the drive-by.

Yeah, thank God that kind of
shit is a rarity in this neighborhood.

That's right.
Thanks to you.

Charlie supplements his retirement funds
by acting as a bit of a regulator.

I'm a river to my people.

Do those people include
Jax Teller and Nero Padilla?

What do you want?

Padilla was arrested yesterday
for the murder of one of his girls.

And I know Teller's
crew supplied the KG-9

that was used at the
Aquino shooting.

- Then why are you talking to me?
- Come on, Charlie.

You might've been dirty, but
you were a very smart cop.

There's no direct
line to the MC.

- I need leverage.
- So press the OG.

Oh, right now,
he's feeling a little loyal.

We checked the city records,
found out about Diosa del Sur.

Padilla and Teller applied for
an escort license in your hood.

At the house I
saw them at the other day.

I'm aware. That
don't mean I'm involved.

Then get involved.

Because I need something and
you're gonna get it for me.

Really? Now, how in
the hell am I gonna do that?

Because you're a scumbag.

You'll have no problem
finding dirt.

And if you don't, I'm gonna
spend my ever-dwindling

resources inconveniencing every
last one of your retirement funds.

Hey, wait here.

Lead the way.

- I hate this house.
- Come here, darling.

You're a very
kind person, Gemma.

Thank you.

Oh, Christ.

No, no, no, Fabio.
Lady wants a word.

We're here for Joey.

- Alice!
- Hey, Joey.

- Tranny's back.
- Hey, Aunt Venus.

- Brought some friends.
- Alice!

- What are you playing?
- Stop shouting. I can hear you.

Oh, Lord Jesus.

Are we really gonna play
this game, Vincent?

- Joey, go to your room.
- Why?

Do what your grandma says.

Joey, you need to come with me.

I'm supposed to be
staying with Grandma.

Please, sweetheart, this
is not a safe place for you.

Don't listen to
the mutation, Joey.

It'll fill your head with lies.

Joey, I'm telling
you the truth, okay, baby?

I want you to take my hand.
We need to go.

Aunt Venus will explain
everything to you, okay?

Be very careful, Aunt Venus.

Telling the truth-- that can
unravel so many ugly things.

Mama, don't.

Please.

Don't do this today.

Not here. Please?

Don't you ever touch me, bitch!

- Back off!
- Gun!

Grandma, what
the hell was that?

- Why does he have a gun?
- Shut up and move.

Where we going?

- Get off of me!
- Stay or I'll cut you.

Boys, stop it!
She's getting away!

Let's go!

You ain't ever getting your
son back, you lady-boy freak.

- What's he talking about?
- Will you go, please? Just go!

Go left!

The truth. Now.

His mother Lula--
She was my best friend.

I was 21 and still discovering
my womanhood when-when we both

got drunk and coiled in a
clumsy act of confused love.

Joey was the result.

Lula raised him in Seattle.
I would send money every month.

Aunt Venus would visit
whenever she could.

Why didn't you just
tell us he was your son?

An agreement we
both mutually accepted.

We did not want him to know.

- He is your son.
- I am aware.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Look, he's a boy
with some troubles.

A bit of a half-formed soul.

Confusing him with the reality
of his father turned auntie did

not seem like the
right thing to do.

Goddamn it!

- Jesus Christ!
- Venus!

Hah!

Go now!

I'm sorry!

What the hell, baby?

Shit!

You okay?

- Yeah.
- Mom, you all right?

- Yeah, I think so.
- How you doing, darling?

I'm overheated,
but in one piece.

What the hell is
the matter with you?

I'm sorry, Jackson.

I'm afraid Vincent's rage
has become uncorked.

Well, at the risk of where this
might go, please, put the cork back in!

- Okay.
- We better get out of here.

They lost a plate.

Call Barosky, see if
he can pull an address.

- Because...?
- We lost Alice.

It's the only chance we're
gonna get at finding this kid.

You mean you're still gonna
help me even after all that?

No more Vincent.

No more Vincent,
I promise, I promise.

You take Gemma home. We'll
see if this goes anywhere.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

All right, you
keep my boys safe.

I will, sweet mama.

Thank you, Gemma.
Thank you.

Come on. Let's
go, sweetheart.

Not quite the day you
were expecting, eh, boss?

Uh, no, brother, it's not.

Oh, there you go.

- Let me smell it...
- Here you go.

You like it?

- Ready?
- He likes it.

We need to do this.

Okay. I know. Just...

Time for that meeting.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, there.

Is, uh...
everything all right?

Yeah.

Did you have any luck?

Yeah.

Here's the, uh, DV-100.

Just needs the offending
party and signatures.

I'll run it back.

Thank you.

Want to tell me who it
is that needs restraining?

I need to know what
you're doing, Tara.

You will. It'll
all make sense.

Bye-bye, Mommy.

I'm afraid to ask.

That's good, 'cause I
don't really have an answer.

Registered to
Happy Carousel, Suite 119.

Do you know this
place, Happy Carousel?

Uh, no, no, but that was the
name of their portrait studio.

Jesus Christ.

Carousel's only happy when
when the kids ride naked.

Three.
One, two, three.

Hey, hey, hey, Venus!

Joey, Joey, Joey.

Joey! Joey!

Joey, baby?

You getting this?

She drugged him.

Tig, check the rooms.

Hey, baby, come on...
Aunt Venus is here.

Editing home movies.

Do you want some water?

Please. Will you see if
they have a napkin or something?

Hey, baby.

Jackie.

Heads up-- visitors.

Come on. In.

In.

Get in, you piece of shit! In!

Hey, whoa, whoa, man.
We ain't armed.

Well, aren't you resourceful?

- No, no, Venus!
- What the hell?

Whoa, Venus.
Come on, darling.

Don't do it, baby.

Put it down.

You get out.

And that kid is coming with us.

- Get the hell out, now!
- Get out.

- What're you gonna do, Vincent?
- Get out of here.

Raise him as your own?
Give him a bright future?

- You, too, Alice.
- When I'm ready.

You don't deserve a son.

I had a son once.

Then he forgot who he
was, deserted his family.

Turned into a freak
of the fringe.

You go ahead.

You tell that sweet boy
all about his daddy.

How much you love him,
want the best for him.

It won't matter, because when
he finds out what you are,

he's gonna grow up hating you.

Hating your lies.

Hating the life you
forced him into.

And hating himself.

This boy's gonna blow his brains out
before his balls completely drop.

Not 'cause of me, or his dead mama...
but because of you.

The awful thing that turned
out to be his father.

Just give
it a little kiss, Tommy.

Yeah, that's good.
It'll only hurt for a minute.

God!

Shit.

If you hadn't killed
that bitch, I would've.

What about the others?

I'll have my guys track
'em down, make a hard point.

See that they never
come back here again.

You did this hood a service.

- What about her?
- I'll take care of it.

My treat.

Guess handsome
Jack owes you another.

It's all clean.

I think he's
starting to wake up.

We'll take you to Diosa.
He shouldn't see any of this.

That would be best.

You should tell him the truth.

I'm just not
ready to lose him yet.

And how do you know
you're gonna lose him?

He finds out what you did for him today,
he's gonna be proud as hell of you.

That is a very kind sentiment.

I'm afraid my lineage suggests
something else, Jackson.

My family... we
judge and we hate.

And when we have scorched every
earth and we're all used up...

we die... miserably.

I had to be reborn
to escape that doom.

I just hope something comes along
to liberate my son from that fate.

Yeah, I hope so.

I'm so glad
you're back, sweetheart.

I never left, Gem.

I know, I know, I know.

I'll see you later.

Yeah, I'll be making sundaes.

- You waiting for me?
- Yeah.

It's Tara. You're not gonna
believe what I just found out.

What?

Well, I asked her about
the will and this guardian shit.

And she told me that my
commitment to the boys

was wavering, and that she didn't think
that I was responsible enough yet.

So she picked another person
to become the boys' guardian.

Margaret Murphy.

Are you kidding?
That ginger gash.

And there's more, Gem. I
think she's doing something else.

Her and that bitch lawyer
are plotting something.

I think that she is gonna leave
Jax, and try to box us all out...

away from our boys.

You gotta stop her.

- Where is she?
- St. Thomas.

I need to talk to you...
now.

You, too, Red-- outside!

We're eating dinner.

Yeah, well, you're gonna be eating
your own teeth in a minute! Let's go!

What the hell
is going on, Gemma?

That's exactly what
I'm trying to find out.

Where's your lizard lawyer?

I understand you've been busy making
arrangements for my grandkids!

Mm, yeah, I'm not having
this conversation with you.

You better calm
down or I'm gonna call...

- Stay out of my way!
- Gemma!

Gemma, stop it!

Somebody should call Security.

Okay, okay... Okay...

Okay.

What are you doing with Lowen?
You divorcing Jax?

You planning on some
kind of custody coup?

What I do with my family
is none of your business.

They are my grandkids.

And I'm going to make sure they never
suffer the same fate as their father.

Those boys will not be raised in Charming.
They will not know this life.

And they will not know their
angry and psychotic grandmother!

Bitch!

You evil old whore.

You're lucky you're pregnant.

Jesus!

Tara?

- Oh my...
- Tara?

- What the hell?
- She attacked me.

What are you talking about?

Oh, my... my baby.

Oh, my God!

Code Gray, Administration.

- Code Gray, Administration...
- My baby... Look what you did.

I didn't do that.

Yes, you did.
We all saw it.

Dr. Knowles?
Are you okay?

Get out!

Get out! Leave me alone!

I want my husband!
I want Jax...

She's the one.
Take her out of here.

Ma'am...
Come on.

Oh, my God.

She wouldn't let
anyone else help her.

What do you want me to do?

Nothing.

Oh, my God...

I lost our baby girl.

I know.

I'm so sorry.

I can't... I can't be
around her anymore, Jax.

I know.

She... she kicked
me in the stomach.

What kind of sick
person does that?

Why?

She thinks I'm still trying
to take the boys away from her.

She's so... violent, Jax.

I don't even tell you half
the things that happen.

I didn't know.

I don't ever want her
near our children again.

I know.

Promise me.

- I will...
- You promise me.

I promise.

Babe, I promise.