Previously on Sons of Anarchy:

AK's and shotguns. Let's go.

Outside! Outside!

Drop the guns now!

I called Rosen.

Posted bail a few hours ago. Oh, my God!

Promised to keep him out of trouble until after the trial.

Rose, how could you?!

Jesus Christ, Dad! What?

He shot me, the crazy old prick.

He thought I was Rose!

What did I do?

Gemma called.

Something happened with your granddad; she wants me up there.

No, if you get caught with my mom, that's aiding and abetting.

A federal crime. Well what do you want me to tell her?

Tell her you're taking a leave of absence.

Doing a little research?

Whatever you did, it's none of my business.

The reward's been upped to 25 grand.

Gun's empty, sweetheart.

Let's go, my greedy little Guatie.

I haven't been completely honest with Half-Sack; sort of married.

He wouldn't divorce me so I left, took everything.

You're wanted for grand theft.

I love Half-Sack, Gemma.

What the hell am I gonna do?

You gotta get out of here.

You'll be safe in Ireland, Cherry.

Thank you.

Bye, Kip.

Gemma killed my Eddy, son for a son.

No!

They took my son!

Three days ago, Amtrak station in Rocklin.

Timothy O'Dell and infant bought a one-way ticket to Vancouver.

Charming needs its local police.

Back me for mayor, support my changes.

I'll let you handpick your successor.

You protect your department, we both protect the town.

You think about it.

...before anybody sees you. Get that child out of the damp.

Wait until dark.

Mark him.

I want everyone to know Cammy Hayes came home.

Yo!

What's up?

How you been? What's up, bro?

Mayans are locking down Lodi.

Setting up distribution for heroin.

Ferrying through Charming to get to Stockton Yard.

Ah, shit, I know you ain't gonna let that happen.

We run at this now, it turns long and bloody.

Alvarez don't want a war any more than we do.

What we need is intel: where they process, when they mule.

All right, we can start digging, but we're gonna need AK's, at least a half dozen.

Shit, I ain't gonna have no shipment till the end of the month.

Listen, man, it's been a long time since we had this kind of weight in our backyard, brother.

We may be able to find some MP-5's.

T.O. All right, that'll work.

You be cool, man. Stay right.

Yo, Elvis, you, too.

Yo, Luke.

You thinking of adding a little color to the ranks?

Yeah, black Irish.

You asked Jimmy about the photo?

Aye, said Cameron was on the train 'cause it was too risky to fly.

Gotta still be in Vancouver.

What about his contacts, places he stays?

You understand?! I need details!

That task is on the soldier.

Army doesn't get involved in specifics.

I don't give a shit what the Army does.

Your guy has my son.

Sorry, Jax.

You're sorry?

Do you have kids?

I don't.

Then you don't know shit about sorry, asshole.

Jax, Jax, Jax!

We're being diligent on this, Clay.

Got my word on that.

Yeah.

The last shipment.

Same deal, ten KG-9s, six rolls.

We'll give you a call after we hand off in Oregon.

Bring those over.

We gotta find Abel... quick.

Yeah, I know.

Have Juice find Serg.

Will do.

Go talk to Lin.

Should I ask?

Got the blessings.

It's fast.

We did what needed to be done.

I'm losing sight of that need, brother.

I've come for the boy, Mo.

Why?

Where you taking him?

A good Catholic family.

He's already got a family.

Don't get attached, Mo.

This can't be about your love for his grandfather.

Do you ever think...

J.T. made a mistake?

Maybe if he'd stayed in Belfast with me... John Teller's family was in Charming.

Where is he?

He's in my bedroom.

He'll see no harm, I promise.

Well, you're gonna be fine.

There's no bone or muscle damage.

Thanks, doc.

I'm sorry I pulled you away from your work.

It's okay.

How's, uh, Jax holding up?

I don't know.

Dad?

I'm sure he tells you guys more than he does me.

Ah... Daddy? Nate?

Have you seen Nate?

He's not in his room.

No, not since this morning.

He's gone!

So's the hunting rifle.

Oh, shit.

You know, I did hear a car about 20 minutes ago.

Oh, Christ!

Oh, shit!

The Caddy's gone.

Is he okay to drive?

Yeah, it depends what decade he thinks he's cruising in.

Where would he go?

I have no goddamn idea.

Someone must know his routine.

Yeah, somebody does.

Who the hell is that?!

It's his caregiver.

Oh my God.

Are you insane?

It's complicated.

Is someone there?

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.

Amelia, I need to ask you a question.

Yeah, and I need to take a piss, like, an hour ago.

I'm sorry. I forgot.

Here.

Ah, that's cold!

Nate took off in the car.

Any idea where he might be heading?

What was he wearing?

I don't know.

Depends.

He could be a hundred different places.

Could you be a little more specific?

I'm done.

You cut me loose, I'll help you find him.

Can't do that.

My hands and my feet are numb, my ass is killing me.

You can keep a gun on me. I'll make a few calls, help you find him. That's the deal.

Let me remind you of your circumstances, sweetheart.

You are tied up in a basement with no family, no friends anywhere in the States.

You drop off the planet, no one knows.

No one cares.

Jesus Christ.

Are you threatening to kill me?

No... but I look around this room, I see a drill, box cutters, a welding torch.

Lots of shit make you really uncomfortable.

Psycho bitch!

Listen, you ain't heard nothing, Chiquita.

Anything happens to my dad because of your stalling, I'll make sure you end up in this wheelchair permanently!

Bitch!

Gemma!

Buddha's birthday?

Luncheon for my Hong Kong clients. What do you need?

MP-5's, half dozen.

I heard about the attack.

Deeper than that.

AB gave Alvarez a pipeline to Stockton Yard.

Mayans set up shop in Lodi.

Guns are for some brothers helping us out.

Explains why they've been giving us less resistance in Oakland.

New shipment from Gaza, 2K each.

Shit. Jew guns are a little steep.

That's the family rate.

I'd double that price on the street.

We're gifting this hardware.

Ain't got that kind of up-front cash.

You, uh, still got your Caracara contacts?

Why?

Client's new favorite American pastime: making videos with young white porn stars. All I got are Asian whores.

How many bodies you need?

Four or five willing to get messy.

Hey, you think Lyla could reach out to a few of the Caracara girls?

Even split, 50-50?

I guess.

You'd go with her?

Ok, personal appearances, 10 grand each.

Come on.

Hey, you're getting the family rate.

I double that price on the street.

Give us the guns, pay us the difference in cash, charge Hong Kong Spewy whatever you want for the party flicks.

Okay, better be some high-end lily white pussy.

Need 'em here by 3:00.

You and Denise coming to Hale's service?

Yeah, we'll be there.

What time's it start?

Boys.

How long for a chair?

About 15.

Uh, sorry about your deputy.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Looks like you, uh, got yourself an empty chair.

Maybe you, uh, better give me a shower, too.

Well, town's a little upset, Piney.

It'll settle.

Hmm... Wayne, hey, uh, got a second?

I wanted to apologize.

I think I came on a little too strong the other day.

It's an emotional time. I'm sorry.

You had something to say and you said it.

Right. I...

This town needs Charming PD.

Yes, it does.

I got a hit for a Timothy O'Dell...

Arbutus Lodge, Vancouver.

Four days ago. Only stayed one night.

Then what? Nothing after that.

Could he gone on a plane?

Not under that name.

If it were me, I'd pick up another I.D.

Keep the trail cold.

Check into the port authority records, see if he registered another boat.

Limited access, man.

Hunting bounties is an American privilege.

I got no rights in Canada.

Shit.

What do you do if you want to find somebody north of the border?

Mercenaries.

I got a great guy.

No questions asked.

First-rate tracker.

Needs cash wired to him before he'll start looking.

Ten grand a head.

Do it.

Counselor, where's your partner?

Rosen's in court.

Wanted me to talk to you in person.

That don't sound good.

It's not, sweetheart.

Charming City Council put a motion before the Sanwa judge.

Won a new bail hearing in the assault case.

Shit!

Yeah.

Well, what does that mean?

It means everyone goes back inside until trial.

Why? What did we do?

The attack at the wake.

That's right.

They're saying your criminal enterprises instigated the retaliation.

Yeah.

Jacob Hale.

Guy's a prick.

Got a big ax and he's grinding it.

I picked up on that this morning at Floyd's.

The town's pissed.

What happens we don't show?

The longer in the wind, the more time it adds.

180 days before your bail is forfeited.

When's the hearing?

Friday.

Need a heads up either way.

Sorry, fellas.

This spun my head, too.

Best intel puts Cameron and Abel in Vancouver.

That's where I'm going.

Do this last run for the Irish.

I'm gonna pick up my mom, get some new I. D., head north.

Gets Gemma out of Dodge.

I'll hook up with Serg's tracker, find my kid.

You ain't going alone.

Look, we don't know how these Sanwa charges are gonna land.

*** said that most of the people at that hall won't testify.

Might end up just being the federal gun charges.

But if we all skip, we look guilty.

They'll use that against us.

I can't ask you guys to take that hit.

But I can.

Who's up for a Canadian adventure?

Oh, aye, aye.

You lose... eh?

You're all very unbalanced individuals.

Oh?

Thank you.

If you take Gemma with you, you're going to have to tell her about the kid.

I know.

We'll do that together.

Thanks.

He's not at the church.

I went up and down every street.

Checked the mini-mart, the gas station... there's no sign of him.

I tried calling a few of his friends... there's nothing.

I can't believe I just let him drive away.

Jesus, how could I do that?

Stupid bitch.

You have her tied up in a basement.

You can't expect her to be cooperative... Not talking about her!

Thanks, Pop. Mm-hmm.

Hey. Hey.

You going to pick up the kids?

Yeah. I need the Caddy.

Is something wrong?

I got to ask you for a favor.

Club needs some money to track down Abel.

We got this opportunity with, um, the Chinese.

Kind of a private party kind of thing.

Porn star movie fetish?

Sounds about right.

Five grand each. This afternoon.

Most of the girls are hurting for work.

I'll call Ima, Tina and maybe the twins.

Um, I want to do it, too.

Jax doesn't have to pay me.

It's my way of helping.

You don't have to do that.

I want to do it.

Look, I know you hate it, Opie, but I've got maybe another year or two in this niche.

I need to cash in while I still look like everyone's kid sister.

Got to let it go.

I just don't want you ending up... What?

Sad.

How could I ever be sad?

I'm with you.

You're my guy.

Gotta go.

See you later? Yep.

Will she be able to help?

Yeah, she's gonna call the girls.

Beautiful.

Looks like you guys are working things out, huh?

You can never tell.

Every time I try to talk to her, we end up naked.

Just marry her.

That'll stop it.

I'm not going to hurt you.

You're the doctor they were waiting for?

I wasn't expecting a woman.

I'm going to have to clean that out.

It'll sting a little.

I can't see 'em, but I'm guessing my hands are a nice shade of purple right now.

Can you feel your fingers?

No, I'm numb.

No circulation.

I'll cut one hand free, let the blood flow back in.

Don't do anything stupid.

Thank you.

Can I trouble you for the bedpan?

Sorry.

It's okay.

I can't, um... Can you, can you just slide it a little more?

Gemma, Nate just pulled up!

Gemma, Gemma, Nate just pulled up.

He's headed into the backyard. Come on.

Oh.

Where'd you go, Dad?

Where's the gun?

I got rid of it.

Why?

Did I kill someone?

Oh, no, no, Daddy, no.

I remember... It was an accident.

Tig is okay.

It... it's perfect. Everything is fine.

Days like this... when I can remember everything I usually forget.

These are the worst days.

I was useless to her, Gemma.

I couldn't even comfort her at the end.

You know Mom's gone?

And, um, you know we're gonna have to leave this place soon?

Go someplace where people can take care of you?

I know, I know.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

How's the campaign shaping up?

It's not official yet. I'll announce next month.

Well, we got a little announcement, too.

Hale's using his influence with the City Council to lock us up till trial.

Not surprised.

He's leveraging David's murder, tipping the scales of public sentiment.

Yeah, well, it's working.

Afraid so.

Any news on your boy?

Got a solid lead. He's up in Vancouver.

Oh, Jesus Christ!

You're gonna skip. Temporary departure.

I got 200 acres up against that bail.

We'll be back long before it defaults.

You ain't gonna lose your land.

We're not afraid to do the time, Oswald.

This is about finding my son.

Now Jacob's gonna use the bail against me in the campaign.

He'll say if I didn't put up the money, that little boy wouldn't be shot and his brother would still be alive.

And we'll remind everyone if you didn't put up that bail, Zobelle and the Mayans would own Charming by now.

If anything else happens, Clay, I'm not gonna be able to help.

I need some distance.

Well, when you need us, we'll be here.

Good luck finding your son.

Where are the keys to Nate's car?! I don't know!

I will cut your goddamned throat!

I swear, I don't know where they are.

Probably still in his pocket.

Oh, my God! Oh!

Oh!

Sh... She's dead.

Her plan, not mine.

I leave you girls alone for ten minutes.

Any ideas here?

Jax can't know about this.

Yeah, this is the last thing the club needs.

Well, then we better work fast.

They're making a run for the Irish.

They're gonna be up here tomorrow.

Oh, perfect.

Bachman. Bachman's based out of Crescent City.

He can probably be here in an hour or so.

The cleaner guy? Yeah, he's independent.

He works for around 2 or 3 grand, but he is good.

There's some cash here, but not that much.

Will he take jewelry?

I'll call him.

All right, go keep my dad busy.

All right.

We'll take care of her.

We will?

Hey, you're the one who decided her fingers needed to breathe.

You don't want Jax to find out about this, we gotta handle it.

Concussion?

Mmm! I'm okay.

Cherry, baby?

A little less smoking, a little more sweeping?

Yes, ma'am.

Hey.

Hey!

How was your holiday?

What's the matter, Trini?

Walking back from the depot... there were peelers everywhere.

They found Cammy Hayes strangled... Army tag on his head.

Shit!

Take your laundry upstairs.

Get it started.

Ain't you got nothing to say, Ma?

Cammy was your cousin!

Cammy was a fool!

He died a fool's death!

Now go on upstairs! Do you hear me?!

Hey.

All right, listen to your ma, huh?

Well, I guess you heard.

Hi.

So, do you know anything about it?

Just that he's dead.

Right. He was your kin.

He didn't reach out to you. I've got 47 cousins.

None of them reach out.

I ask you to do something, you think you can keep your mouth shut?

Of course.

I need you to reach out to Charming.

Get a cell number for Gemma Teller.

Why?

Part of the mouth shutting... not asking any questions.

Okay, I'll give Half-Sack a call.

You're missing a sweet Asian buffet inside.

All you can eat.

Ah.

With your mom being away, it feels too much like cheating.

I miss her so goddamn much.

Yeah, me, too.

Shit, I better go get my dick sucked.

I'm starting to sound as whipped as you.

Blow me.

I love you, too, son.

Talk to him.

Hey.

Finally.

Sorry. There's been a lot going on here.

What was the crisis with Nate?

You really want to know?

Shit.

Apparently your granddad went off the rails a bit... shot Tig.

Thought he was an intruder.

Jesus Christ. Well, he's ok.

It's pretty much superficial.

Look, I'm heading up there tomorrow.

Just stay put, okay?

Yeah.

I'm sorry I left the way I did.

It's okay.

As long as everyone's safe.

Yeah.

Everyone's fine.

Who's that?

He's someone for Amelia, Nate.

Yeah, he's giving her a ride home.

This is what I need.

Most of this stuff's in the garage.

I'll send Tara out for the rest.

Okay.

How's the drain in that slop sink?

I think it's fine.

Good.

I'm in the mood for some music.

'80s.

I'll make that happen.

I like the smell of this one.

Uh, Vietnamese is not my favorite, but Chinese, I like...

You said you were Chinese, right?

No?

Uh-uh.

You have a full American ass.

Oh, shit.

Hey, Ope. Opie!

Shit.

Let's go. Opie, what are you doing?

Hey, let go! What the hell?!

Out, out! Jesus Christ!

Get out!

Come on! Come on!

Get out, out!

Stay in!

Get off!

Stay down!

Hopefully someone is filming it.

You guys really know how to crash a party.

Sorry.

Ope's still adjusting to his old lady's career path.

Then why the hell was he here?

I don't know what he was thinking.

He was thinking he doesn't want any guns or money.

I need those MP-5's.

Come on, Lin, all the shit I did for you in Oakland, you can't front me?

That would set a precedent.

Impacts all my other business. Sorry.

What about a piece of our trade?

Italians like small guns.

They'll want the MP-5's.

I'll give you Cacuzza, you cut me in for ten percent.

Five.

And I deal direct.

Get us our guns.

Hey, darlin'.

What happened?

I just talked to one of the croweaters.

And your cousin killed Half-Sack.

The prospect was your guy?

Why wouldn't you tell me something like that?

I'm so sorry, love. I didn't know.

Here's Gemma's number.

You going to be okay?

It's part of the deal, right?

Yeah, it is.

Oh...

She ain't here.

All done.

Where is she?

Where's who?

Oh.

Here's $1,600.

Um, take the rest in goods. Anything.

I'm sorry, brother.

It's all good, man.

It was a stupid idea.

We shouldn't have put you through it.

We'll find the money.

Hey, grab a drink.

What?

You'd kill to get your old lady out of her day job.

All I want is mine to go back to hers.

Tara wants to take a leave.

Maybe it's the best thing.

All the shit she's been through.

Yeah, I don't know.

I'm struggling with it.

My old man's manuscript... he said there's only two ways an old lady makes it.

Either you tell them everything, or you tell them nothing.

Anything else, shit falls apart.

I didn't tell Donna anything.

All right, Bobby.

Chin up.

What about this one?

Thanks.

I don't know yet.

Hey, killer.

Hey.

You want to take me home?

Sure.

Finish this later?

Nope.

All right.

Love you, bro.

Love you, too.

Can you give me a lift?

Jax, Clay, you got to see this.

I just got an e-mail from the Belfast VP.

This was taken six hours ago.

Short Strand, Belfast.

Cameron's in Ireland?

Then where's Abel?