"Previously on sons of anarchy..." "Alvarez:" "Word is, jax is handing over the Irish guns." "To August marks." "Makes a real problem for all of us." "We should have that business." "This is our territory." "Alvarez:" "It's gonna get." "Jax killed his Uncle and eight of his guys." "It's gonna be brown and yellow against black and white." "Gemma:" "Been in the barrio a lot." "Are you okay?" "I just got some shit that I got to work out, and" "I need to be alone for a while." "Are you dumping me?" "In exchange for your cooperation against the mc, you'll get immunity from" "Pamela toric's murder." "If I pulled a bullet out of a club member from today's shooting, would that be proof?" "With your testimony, yes." "Where you at with working off the damage?" "A little unsure about how to live in all this." "Jax said it was what I had to do." "Earn my way." "Darvany?" "You... you killed her?" "I know what you had juice do." "And then you looked at me in the eye and you lied to me about it." "You betrayed me." "Any word from Tara?" "Don't you worry about Tara." "You just get clean." "Jax will do what needs to be done." "Daddy!" "Hey, buddy." "I'll die if I have to." "At least I know I tried to save them from becoming what you are." "I'm not going to hurt you." "Just be a good mother." "Save our boys." "I turn myself in, nothing will happen to her or my boys." "Patterson:" "I'll let everybody know." "Talk to jax or" "I guess Tara made a deal." "Hey, Wayne, that you?" "Tara didn't rat, Gemma." "Jax gave himself up to keep her safe." "We got a..." "Babe?" "Here, let's go to Brooke." "Oh, it's okay." "Brooke." "Brooke:" "Hi." "Oh, come here." "Hi." "Let's go." "I got him, gem." "Gemma:" "Let's go, rat." "Abel, are you gonna help me clean up?" "Oh, wow, this is nice." "Wow, this looks nice." "Hi." "Welcome to red Woody." "¶ 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. ¶" "unser:" "You sure you want to do this?" "Wendy:" "Yeah." "Unser:" "I thought the plan was to put in 90 days." "Wendy:" "Well, I think nine was enough." "I was crawling out of my skin in there, Wayne." "So worried about Abel." "Gemma can't take care of those boys;" "And even if she could, we both know it's a bad idea." "I got to do something." "Unser:" "I know." "We all got to do something." "Mrs. teller." "I'm assuming we're both here to see the same party." "Gemma:" "Yeah." "Make sure I get in there before she does." "I'm sorry for your loss." "Me, too." "Everything all right?" "Yeah." "It's fine, sweetheart." "Protection?" "Company." "I get lonely." "Understandable." "You've lost a lot of people close to you." "Yes, I have." "Any, um..." "Any luck with Tara's case?" "Evidence?" "Suspects?" "Anything?" "Unfortunately, no." "It's been very difficult finding people willing to cooperate." "And the person who could help us the most refuses to talk to anyone." "Except his mother." "He found the woman he loved... dead." "The woman he loved more than anything." "What do you want him to say?" "What's this?" "His teeth." "I thought you guys were into that." "Make a necklace or something." "I was told if I want the sit-down, I had to make the message clear." "I did." "Your snitch ain't gonna be talking about anything for a very long time." "So what do you want?" "Just to clear the air between your organization and my mc." "We never had no direct beef with the ab." "Shit that went down with darby and the nords..." "Tully:" "Darby was a poseur." "And the nords were a joke." "Yeah." "And we both know zobelle was a cancer." "Almost killed both of us." "So what about the slaughter at gerber's ranch?" "What do you know about that?" "We heard that was an internal beef." "Look, man, we both know what's happening in Oakland and stockton." "Brown and yellow are pulling together 'cause black's got the gun trade." "Lin and Alvarez are already playing a hard offense." "Street's gonna get bloody, and that's gonna impact relationships inside." "That don't mean we start sharing tables with the gn." "And they ain't gonna start including us in their nigger movie night, either." "Hey, you can keep hating as much as you want." "When you get to stockton, you should let your crew know that when push comes to shiv and white needs a friend, they do best to reach out to the darkest hand in the yard." "Let's go, teller." "D.A. Wants to talk to you." "So, we good?" "I might need a few things from you in the future." "Yeah, for now, we're good." "Wendy:" "No, I got it." "I got it." "I left in a such a hurry." "Place is a disaster." "Uh, okay." "Wendy:" "Thanks for the lift." "Oh, sure." "Hey, uh, can I give you some advice?" "Please." "Before you go see the boys, you should talk to jax." "Let him know what you want to do." "It's the respectful thing." "Okay." "He's in county?" "Unser:" "Yeah." "Uh, the guys'll give you all his info." "They're probably at the, uh, ice cream shop." "Let me know if you need anything." "I will." "Thanks." "What the hell?" "Oh, my God!" "Juice:" "Oh, shit!" "The evidence has been processed." "All the lab work's back." "And other than the obvious facts, the results gave us nothing." "We've talked to family, friends, neighbors, the mc..." "Except Ortiz... he seems to be m.I.A..." "And no one can shed any light on who or why Tara was murdered." "I understand the pain you're in, son." "The reason for your silence." "I lost a son... and a nephew..." "To gang violence." "I..." "Didn't want anyone arrested." "I wanted them all dead." "Heartless, cold bullets to the back of the head, just the way they killed my boy." "That's a natural reaction." "The desire for revenge, it's a part of grieving." "The difference is in my world," "I knew that those violent desires would never become real." "In yours, it's a very likely outcome." "We couldn't tie you to either murder." "Parole violation..." "The gun wasn't fired." "It was in the house." "We're gonna let you go." "Your mother's here to see you." "She can take you home." "I've been doing this for over 20 years, and until today, I have never said a word about my personal life to someone on the other side of this table." "So, why me?" "Because..." "I needed help to connect with the man who did the right thing ten days ago!" "Who knows the importance of family!" "And that more violence will only destroy..." "What's left of his." "Wendy:" "So, why would Gemma let you stay here?" "I'm in a situation." "She said you were gonna be gone a few months." "Well, I'm back." "And as much as I appreciate you tidying up and, for some reason, rearranging all my furniture, you got to go." "I can't." "I'm hiding." "From the club." "Oh, shit." "It's complicated." "No, it's simple." "I live here." "You don't." "They'll kill me." "Juice." "Look, I'm sorry." "I'll find another place." "Can I at least wait until it's dark?" "Oh, Jesus!" "Yeah." "I got to go to county and talk to jax." "Is my car still out back or did you move that, too?" "It's still there." "Please don't say anything." "To jax." "I won't." "Patterson grilled the guys." "Yeah, me, too." "Everyone at tm and the hospital." "I don't think they have any suspects." "They don't." "Bobby said you reached out?" "Yeah, August got me a burner." "Club's up to speed." "Any word on juice?" "No." "We tracked down his sister back east." "She hasn't seen him in years." "Tacoma's still watching his apartment and the weed shop." "You know why he split?" "Club shit?" "Yeah." "Did everything go okay with the funeral?" "Yes." "We had the service two days ago." "Just club, family." "It was quiet." "Respectful." "Abel doesn't know what happened." "Just that his mommy's in heaven." "It's good you're out, baby." "Those boys need you." "Where you going?" "Scoops." "I can't see them yet, mom." "I got to get clear on what I have to do." "Yeah, okay." "I get it." "I know how much of this has landed on you." "The burden of that." "What you're doing for samcro and my boys means a lot to me." "Couldn't do it without you, mom." "I love you." "I love you, too, sweetheart." "I'm here." "Whatever you need me to do." "Ain't this something." "White boys and colored folk rolling together." "Lordy lordy." "Yeah, you know, why don't you come ride with us, flint?" "Oh, shit, that's right." "You got no damn legs." "Really?" "Wow." "I just thought he was, like, incredible short with very small feet." "Yeah, and a big dick that still smells like your mama's ass." "It's a nice, tight ass, though, huh?" "I've been up inside my mother's shitter so many times she used to call me little Alex enema." "There a reason why freak show and the oreo bikers are taking up my time?" "I got one man dead, two in critical care 'cause someone ran them off the road in an old blue impala." "And people on the street said the guys driving the car were east dub crew." "People are wrong." "That was rat." "Jackie boy is out." "But listen, he needs us round the table now." "This may take a minute." "Now, I ain't saying it was sanctioned, but it happened." "I need to know who it was." "No idea." "I'll ask around." "I say we start with these pussies." "They don't know nothing." "I don't have time for this shit." "Listen, stumpy, we don't want this to jump off any more than you do, but if it wasn't your crew, just point us to the car and the driver, huh?" "I ain't AAA, shithead." "Find it yourself." "All right, let's just move this along, shall we, boys?" "We get it." "You're not gonna tell us." "We know you're lying." "Things get heated, then we get here." "Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo." "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah." "Hey, hey, hey, hey." "You black fellas over there, I suggest you put your guns down." "Damn." "Anybody else want to go rolling down the ramp?" "Now, my little crippled friend," "I'm gonna ask you one more time." "Who was driving the impala that took out our brothers?" "Sorry, man." "I can't understand a goddamn word you're saying." "You guys got any idea what clan mcdouchebag is talking about?" "Stop the bike, man!" "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "Sorry about that." "Had to speed up the process." "Jax just got out of county." "Zoom, zoom." "Aah!" "Slow down!" "Thanks, mom." "Of course, baby." "Head straight to tm." "Take one of the Tacoma guys if you go anywhere." "Yeah, I know." "I welcome you." "Are you shitting me?" "What are you doing here?" "Wendy:" "I'm just looking for chibs or Bobby." "I just want to get jax's info." "I want to talk to him." "He's out, and that is not a good idea." "Gemma, I just want to help." "I want him to know that." "Not today." "Where are the boys staying?" "My house." "Well, I guess I could talk to jax when he comes to see them." "I'll be staying with you now that you sublet my place to juice." "What'd he tell you?" "That he's hiding from the club, and for some reason, you're helping him, which... forgive me if this sounds harsh... feels way out of character." "There's been enough death." "I'm really sorry." "Really sorry." "Want me to take care of this?" "Chibs, it's okay." "I got it." "I'll meet you upstairs." "Shit." "What are you doing here?" "I just want to talk to you." "I thought you were in rehab." "I checked out." "Look, I told her to come." "I know I should've waited till you got out, but I needed help." "It's just about helping the boys." "Talk to her?" "I'm so sorry about Tara." "I spent the last week or so trying to wrap my head around that horror." "It's not your problem." "I'm not here to judge you, jax, or to insert myself into Abel's life." "Honestly, at this point, I don't care if he ever knows I'm his mom." "Gemma's right." "I just want to make sure he's happy and safe." "And Thomas, too." "Just let me help." "Work it out with Gemma." "Okay." "My Uncle is a shop steward for the ilw." "Has access to everything coming and going out of the port." "Alvarez:" "Which means we can use water to move product." "Keep that shit off the highway." "Yeah, that's smart." "Hey, you all know that anything moves out of stockton port, it's got to go through barosky." "We'll make sure he gets his piece." "Yeah, for now." "But barosky, he's like all those dirty cops..." "careless and greedy." "At some point, he's gonna push too far." "Yo, that was peacock." "D.A. Cut teller loose." "He's on his way home." "Call lin, let him know." "I'll go check out where jax is at." "Órale." "Órale." "Hey, we appreciate you stepping in the middle of this, huh." "I ain't no politician, but, uh, maybe I could help put something together that keeps us all whole." "Yeah, but what if you can't?" "Then it's gonna get messy, ese." "For all of us." "AAre you okay with that?" "See, oso and his crew, they're concerned about your loyalty because of your personal connection to the sons." "I guess they're just gonna have to trust me." "Like you do." "And what about teller's mother?" "She knows how the world works." "You didn't answer my question, ese." "No, huh?" "Hey, maybe I would make a good politician." "I didn't think I'd be in this chair again." "Thank you for helping Gemma handle everything." "Taking care of my family." "Of course, brother." "Anything you need, Jackie." "Okay, our alliances." "We locking them down?" "Yeah." "Irish are setting up with black." "Connor's here to handle the transition, and we took care of, uh, an internal family problem for cacuzza." "So Italians are in our debt." "Happy:" "No muss, no fuss, no Tony." "Nice." "And the grim bastards?" "That's where we were when rat called." "Uh, a few days ago, darker Dan and a couple of prospects got run down in, uh, lockwood gardens." "Dan bled out, prospects are barely hanging in." "Bastards found out it's one of flint's crew." "Jax:" "Is he still east dub?" "Tig:" "Oh, yeah." "He gave up the owner of the car, though." "Well, we kind of dragged it out of him." "It's an '82 impala." "It belongs to this hood rat, hooked up with a..." "an og named dulain." "Grim bastards are good." "Fence mended." "How'd it go with the ab?" "Took almost a week to get a sit-down with Tully." "That guy's a super freak, man." "A freak with clout." "He's number three in the brotherhood now." "Yeah, and once he gets to stockton, he's gonna be calling the shots from Fresno to Portland." "Yeah." "He didn't give much, but I think" "I cleaned it up." "He may want a favor or two in the future, but for now, I think we're okay with white." "What about business?" "Where are we at with that?" "Garage is solid." "Diosa's picking up." "We got the okay to demo the clubhouse." "We're fielding some bids on the rebuilds now." "Good." "Porn studio is almost ready, brother." "Lyla's tracking down all the caracara girls." "And the new name cleared." "Red Woody incorporated is now open for business." "I never really wanted this chair." "I guess some part of me knew it would happen, but I always dreaded the weight of it." "The responsibility." "The truth is I can barely make the right choices for myself." "I've been trying to take this club in a direction I thought made sense." "To move us away from all the outlaw shit." "That hasn't worked." "I think some part of me was trying to buy back all the bad shit I've done." "The people I've hurt." "That's a false pardon." "It's dangerous." "And it's selfish." "Jt did the same thing." "And those choices took away everything from my old man." "His family and his patch." "I already lost the woman I love." "I'm not gonna lose my club." "For me to move forward with all the things we now have to do," "I need to know this table has no doubts." "No mistrust." "That every single one of you would kill or die for the man next to him, and if you don't feel that way... now's the time to speak up." "We're all in, brother." "We love you." "We trust you." "Tell us what you need." "Lion cubs play with anything that arouses their interest..." "Jesus!" "You told Wendy I was hiding you from the club?" "What else?" "That they want me dead." "Shit." "She was gonna kick me out." "I bought myself till tonight." "All right, look." "I'll-I'll take care of Wendy." "And you're, and you're not gonna have to leave tonight, but you got to go soon." "Jax is out." "Juice:" "All right." "I'll figure it out." "You've had over a week to figure it out, sweetheart." "I just have to get my cash from the weed shop." "No." "Jax has got Tacoma sitting on it 24-7." "Look, um..." "I'll pull together some cash." "Just enough to get you out of town." "Go to Idaho, Montana, somewhere there isn't a charter." "Things'll calm down here and" "I'll get your money from clear passage, I'll send it to you." "Yeah." "Okay." "You need anything?" "No." "How's jax?" "Sad." "What did you say to him?" "I mean..." "How did you just have a conversation about Tara?" "I'm not a psychopath, juice." "I know what happened with Tara and Eli was awful." "What I did..." "I know how horrible that was." "But it happened because we were both protecting the club." "Jax was turning himself in." "I didn't know that!" "I made choices based on the truth I had." "So did you." "You did what any member would've done." "But you know..." "If jax finds out... not only will he have lost a wife... but he'll lose his mother." "And Abel and Thomas will grow up never knowing the love of a strong woman." "I am the only thread holding this family together." "This ain't about protecting you and me." "It's about protecting jax and those boys." "That's how I look him in the eyes." "That's how I talk to him about Tara." "Because I know, as selfish as it seems, keeping our truth away from him is the right thing to do." "Understand?" "Yeah." "I don't know what you did or why jax wants you dead... it's probably better" "I don't know... but you helped me." "You gave me a truth that works." "So I'm gonna help you." "Okay." "So, you just keep it together a few more days." "Stop chatting up the junkie." "Mm-hmm." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Thanks." "Sure." "She misses you." "Gemma." "Oh, yeah?" "She tell you that?" "No." "She hardly says a word to me." "But every time a car pulls into tm, the way she looks up with a little bit of hope..." "I know she's wishing it was you." "Hey." "Good to see you, mano." "I'm glad you're out." "Me, too." "Can we talk?" "Yeah." "I'm really sorry about Tara, jax." "I know there's nothing that I can, uh, say that'll help." "But you just let me know if there's anything I can do." "I appreciate that." "You got any intel on, uh, who might've been involved?" "Nothing from the sheriffs." "You know I've been sitting down with the Chinese and the Mayans." "I heard." "I'm just trying to figure out a way to avoid having my hood and oaktown turn into some kind of combat zone." "I get that." "Lin and Alvarez, uh, they wanted me to extend their condolences." "And to let you know... brown and yellow had nothing to do with this tragedy that's hit your familia." "That's good to know." "I think maybe, until we're certain how all this plays out," "I should handle diosa here." "You focus on Colette's place." "Keeps potential conflicts out of our business." "Okay." "Yeah, that makes sense." "Listen, once you're settled in, maybe in a few days, we should sit down with lin and Alvarez, see what can be done." "I don't want to wait." "Let's do it now." "Yeah?" "All r... all right." "I'm gonna set it up." "Mr. unser." "District attorney thyne Patterson." "What can I do for you?" "Do you remember me?" "Yeah." "We worked the, uh, Cahill warehouse murder a bunch of years back." "You were, uh..." "Ada then." "Good memory." "Sometimes." "There ain't nobody here right now, if you're looking for the club." "I'm actually here to see you." "Oh, yeah?" "And why's that?" "I know that you and Tara were close." "I already gave my statement to the sheriffs." "What if I wanted more?" "I know you've had a long history with the sons of anarchy." "Whatever you did here to manage the mc, it worked." "For a long time." "That's ancient history." "Althea jarry." "She's taking over the sheriff's office tomorrow." "She's replacing Eli Roosevelt." "She spent six years with the organized crime unit in stockton." "I think she's a good fit for charming and morada, but she's a little out of the loop on the local lore." "She could benefit from your history lessons." "What exactly..." "Are you asking me?" "To help her with the mc." "After Tara and the war that's brewing in Oakland, we both know it's gonna get pretty bloody." "I can make you a consultant." "Uh, I appreciate the offer, yeah." "But I'm afraid my badge and gun days got flushed away a long time ago." "Patterson:" "Pity doesn't suit you." "What happened here was wrong." "Tara deserved better." "I'll brief sheriff jarry tomorrow." "I'll mention that we talked." "Nero expressed your condolences." "Appreciate that." "Awful thing, losing family." "Yeah." "Okay, so let's figure out what we have to do, keeps everyone moving forward." "Pushing back on turf, blood for blood, we all know why we have to do it, but we also know how much it hurts business." "You throw in the heat from the atf, gang task force... we're just gonna end up choking each other out." "No one wins." "We have to be smarter than a loaded gun, eh?" "I know us handing off the gun trade to marks upset the balance." "It's hard to explain... it was historical shit." "I was so focused on moving us away from the ira, I didn't give a shit about blowback." "That was a mistake." "For better or worse, I got a relationship with barosky." "You guys bump up against him at the port, I can help." "Or, at the very least, I got no trouble looking the other way." "We got tight with Connor Malone." "He's the boots on the ground here for the Irish." "I can't take back any of the business we gave to black, but I can get you access to the Irish guns you currently don't have." "At the very least, you can increase your business to your customers outside of sanwa." "It's a start." "Samcro's throwing me a little homecoming bash tonight." "At our new adult entertainment facility." "Alvarez:" "You talking about that shitty porn warehouse on the docks?" "Jax:" "When you say it like that, kind of loses all its magic." "Why don't you join us." "Bring your family, your crew." "I'll invite Connor." "You guys can have an easy, informal chat." "No offense, but the last time my family entered a warehouse with the Irish and your crew, no one came out alive." "Bohai came at us for what the Irish did to you." "We had no idea that retaliation was going down." "Well, my Uncle didn't handle things the way I would've." "Old world shit." "I understand your concern about walking into a trap, but my family's gonna be there, friends, probably some kids." "Nothing's going down on our end, except some Jack and beer." "Niners?" "Apart from the grim bastards, won't be any black to slam into." "Hey, you all come by." "If it feels right, you stay." "If not, we figure out another place and time." "Your, uh, escorts gonna be serving snacks?" "Snacks, absolutely." "Think maybe I can convince my guys to roll by." "I'll make it work." "Good." "We'll call you with a time." "Looks like everyone's friendly." "Things are moving fast." "We're throwing me a little party tonight at the studio." "I want it packed." "Porn stars, diosa, friends, croweaters." "And Gemma." "Aye, we'll make it happen." "Track down Connor." "Need him there, too." "Jax, that was t.O. On the phone... they found the impala." "An apartment on cranston." "That's niner hood." "Yeah, it is, and he didn't want to make a move until you cleared it with Tyler first." "Don't worry about the niners." "Tell t.O. We're on our way." "You don't want to head home?" "Bastards could be useful tonight." "I might need t.O. Owing me a favor." "What's up, t.O.?" "It's the corner unit." "Girlfriend came out about ten minutes ago, had a smoke and then went back inside." "Not sure who else is in there." "That's a brand-new rover." "Little high-end for this address." "I don't like it." "Impala just sitting there." "No east dub." "Flint would've given dulain a heads up." "Og could have a crew just waiting for the door to kick open." "Maybe." "Anyone want to find out?" "Why not?" "Front room's empty." "Watch the front." "Oh, yes." "Yeah." "No, wait, wait." "Oh, shit." "We okay?" "Yeah." "What the hell?" "Hey, go back out front, make sure no one heard the shots." "Yeah." "We got a problem." "He ain't east dub." "More like piedmont grace." "Assistant pastor." "Check their I.D.'S." "Jesus." "Oh, goddamn it." "White dude... another assistant pastor." "Oh, boy." "This here's reverend Jonathan haddem, head pastor." "Piedmont grace center for God." "And apparently women's lingerie." "The og that killed my guys ain't here." "We got to clean this mess up." "Bobby?" "It's registered to the church." "That's a serious congregation." "Lot of dough." "All quiet in the projects." "Quinn?" "Wait till it's dark, take west and montez, get the bodies out of there." "All right." "Hey, burn 'em at." "Skeeter's." "No." "Too much exposure." "Chigger woods." "Keep them shallow and marked." "Got it." "Sorry I led you guys to this." "Jax." "My table is shrinking, man." "Yeah." "Not sure how much longer I can hold the charter." "We got to find this nigger who killed my crew." "Maybe give us some juice." "I get it, bro." "It's all good." "We're gonna find your og." "We're not gonna let you fold." "Thanks." "All right." "Hey, I might need a favor tonight." "Yeah, whatever you need." "All right, let's hit it." "I'm gonna help jax launch it, and if it works out," "I'll run it." "In front of the camera?" "No." "Producer." "I'm tired of squats and waxing." "Hmm." "Me, too." "I'm thinking of bronzing my clit, turning it into a necklace." "You may want to hold off on that jewelry project." "He misses you." "Hey." "Hey." "Nero:" "Mind if I sit?" "No." "Man, they really cleaned up this old shit hole." "Talking about the warehouse, right?" "Yes." "You see jax?" "Yeah." "We talked." "Good." "You know why I had to put some distance here, right?" "Yeah, I get it." "Street calls, you got to handle your shit." "I don't answer to the street anymore." "I'm just trying to help the people that I care about..." "not die in it." "How's that going?" "I think we might be okay." "I love you, Gemma." "Yeah." "Me, too." "So, um... what happens now?" "One day at a time?" "I hate that shit." "Hey." "It's me." "So, I spoke to Gemma." "You can stay for a few days till you figure things out." "I'll go stay with her." "Thank you." "Okay." "And I, um, picked you up some fresh fruit and some water and shit." "And some cleaning supplies in case you get bored." "Okay." "Thanks." "It's unser." "It's my ride." "Gemma thought I should leave you the car in case you need to leave in a hurry." "Okay." "Okay?" "I got to let him in." "I'm sorry." "Hi." "Hey." "Be ready in a minute." "I just got to pack a bag." "Okay." "Take your time." "See you gave the place a pretty good cleaning." "Yup." "Got a little carried away." "Little bit." "Glad you talked to jax, worked it out." "Yeah, me, too." "A little surprised." "Gemma's letting you stay there." "Well, it's just for a few days." "Give her a chance to catch up." "It'll be good to be close to the boys." "You, uh, bringing these groceries?" "No." "Hey, can you grab my coat out of the closet?" "Yeah, sure." "Oh." "Which one?" "The long leather one." "Here." "All right, thanks." "All set?" "Yup." "Let's do it." "You have the leverage here, brother." "Look, you don't agree to sell lin the hardware till you find out who his buyers are and when they're hitting the street." "That's a request you'd make of anyone." "Listen, just get us that intel." "After that, you're not part of this." "Connor:" "Did you clear all this with marks?" "August is in New York." "He'll be back in a few days." "We'll bring him up to speed." "It's a win-win." "I like my wins one at a time." "Are we doing this?" "All right, I'll talk to him." "You remember Connor Malone?" "Yeah." "Ryu tom." "He was my Uncle's number two." "Circumstances are a little less daunting from the last time we met." "Wouldn't you say so?" "Hopefully, a little less bloody, too." "That's right." "No more blood." "Come on, let's sit down." "We'll get you some drinks." "Lyla?" "Get them some drinks?" "Get up." "Unser:" "How are we doing, son?" "Need a refill?" "No, I'm good." "This place is crawling with free pussy and porn-hos that are getting paid to fill every orifice with Asian cock." "You're sitting here all by yourself, doing that Shaolin monk thing." "Somebody's got to be on the job." "Right." "No offense, but, uh, you sound like a mom." "I am." "That's my son, guest of honor." "Got it." "Nice to meet you." "How about you?" "No wife and kids?" "Nah." "Didn't expect to be alive this long." "Yeah." "Tell me about it." "Well, you enjoy yourself." "You, too." "Chibs." "I'm gonna need that favor." "Okay." "What's going on?" "Chinese guy at the bar, yellow shirt." "I need you to follow him when he leaves." "Take him down." "I need him alive." "What if he's got somebody with him?" "They'll just see black hands." "Keeps us off lin's radar." "Chibs:" "We got masks and everything you need in the van." "Bring him here." "I got to know what this is about, jax." "What do you need, baby?" "Tell him." "The night Tara was killed, I was, um, coming over to jax's house to pick up some things for the boys." "When I got close, I, um..." "I saw someone in a Mercedes waiting in the driveway." "Then this guy, he runs by the side of the house, coming out the back door." "Threw his jacket and some other shit in the trunk and hopped in the car." "And I... went real slow when they passed by." "Got a real good look at that guy that was in the house." "It was him." "I didn't know Tara was inside." "I left." "Went looking for the club." "Shit." "Chinese killed Tara." "All right." "Jax, t.O. Delivered." "Connor said things went well." "Yeah." "We'll see how it goes." "Thanks for the hospitality." "Least I could do." "Hey." "Uh, uh, I'm sorry to..." "Barge in." "I'm looking for Gemma." "Oh, it's okay." "Come on in." "She's not home yet." "I got him." "Yeah?" "Thanks." "Hey, Thomas." "It's coming." "Sorry about the Wendy of it all." "Didn't see that shit coming." "I actually kind of believe her." "I don't think she's trying to replace you." "Or me." "Probably be good for the boys, having her around." "I trust her." "For now." "You're all set." "Good night, baby." "Good night, mom." "You killed my wife." "I know." "You're just a soldier." "Lin made the call." "But what you did to her, how you did it..." "I'm gonna make sure you feel that." "It's okay, mama." "I'm here." "It's all gonna be fine." "Hey." "Hey." "Stay with me." "We're almost finished." "We're almost finished."