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Sons of Anarchy...

I just watched my best friend get beaten to death.

Now I need Trager outside, and knowing I saved his life gives me an internal advantage I'm gonna need.

And when I'm done, you can send him out the same way you did his kid.

I need a minute.

You here to kill me?

I'm here to keep you alive.

You made a deal with him behind my back.

If I didn't make this deal, you would've killed him.

I know it was Clay.

So do I.

Looks like we got another common goal.

It's my way of saying thanks.

Clay is out.

Trager served his purpose.

I'll deliver him tomorrow.

Who are you?

Lee Toric, the guy who just lost his little sister.

U.S. Marshal.

And what do you want from me?

The truth. Your side.

Tomorrow ISU will get Otto's side.

What do you think that's gonna sound like?

Time to earn your rent, Chief.

You find out everything you can.

U.S. Marshal?

Triple Two started running dog fights.

Yeah, this is Dante pushing us out.

You want to fix the damage you've done?


Clay was the one that put the Nomads in motion.

You want me to spy on him?

I want you to be with him.

The thing you want me to do, I need to know that what you promised is real.

If you help him get what he needs from Clay, you can have that key back.

And the family that goes with it.

I was hoping to catch a cargo ride back to Belfast.

I'm hoping to bring Gemma.

Oh, Jesus Christ, Clay, I can't just pick up and leave.

It's two months.

Probably do you some good to step away.

Do you have something in place for them?

The boys.

In case anything were to happen to you.

If anything happens to me, there's nobody I trust to take care of my boys.

I've got the proof.

Abel being kidnapped, the shit that happened to me today--

I'm gonna report it.

I'm coming after my son.

Can we talk?

You don't ever burden my family again.



I'm assuming you're here to shore up the details.

I am.

But, you know, it dawned on me.

Once I hand over Tig, might be the end of these little chats.

I'm gonna miss that.

How so?

Now that I handed over the coke to the Mayans, only thing I got left you want is Trager.

You don't think I'm gonna come through on Charming Heights?

No faith, son.

I'm just following your business model.


Trust no one.

What do you want?

Some kind of letter of intent, locking down your interest and my needs.

The maintenance contracts.

And the subsidized housing for Opie's family.

Plus SAMCRO's percentage for me bringing all the parties together.


The deal is moving forward.

The paperwork's already started.

Then one more piece of paper doesn't make a difference, right?

You're committing to Charming Heights; I'm committing to handing over a brother for you to murder.

That sounds fair to me.

I'm here all day with the lawyers.

We could put something together.

You get your piece of paper.

Thank you.

One for me and one for Hale?

We got some business in Stockton this morning, but I should be able to break Tig away this afternoon.

Has to be in Sanwa.

He's gonna get skittish if I try to lead him to Oakland.

We have a storage garage in Middle River.

Private, rural.


I'll text you the info.

We'll be there.

Almost done, my friend.



Riding through this world

All alone

God takes your soul

You're on your own

The crow flies straight

A perfect line

On the devil's bed

Until you die

Gotta look this life

In the eye

I'm leaving my tools.

Tig and Chibs stole most of my shit anyway.


I'll let 'em know.

Uh... Chucky, Tara's waiting for those car mats.

Maybe you could go drop 'em off.



What happened to the rhymes?

I threatened to auction his hands off on eBay.

Gaalan's all set for me-- 4:30, Wahewa barn.

My suitcase is in the car.

Thank you.

It's gonna be a fresh start for us, Gem.

I promise.


The honeymoon we never had.

War-torn Belfast.

Can't wait.

All right now, go on.

Get out of here.

I got to get shit organized for

two-fingered Pierre out there.

Uh, 3:00, my place?


Nerves and muscles

are communicating normally.

No permanent damage, Tara.

Dr. Balian thinks you'll be

operating within six months.

That's amazing.

I just didn't... expect this.

I knew you'd heal.

You're too good of a surgeon.

There's a lot of people you still need to help.

Sorry to interrupt.

Can you, um, forward these to Karen Dunhill?


I tried to call you at work.


I took a sick day.

You okay?

You have no idea what

happened to me last night, do you?

What are you talking about?

Jax came to my house

last night after Tig dropped me off.

Told me to back off from his

family... and threatened to

tell my work that I came here

looking for Abel, high and out of control.

Well, that's not true.

- People here know... Well, unfortunately, a

positive drug test might make it

true 'cause he banged a speedball into my shoulder.

Oh, my God.


You should be horrified.

I can't believe he would do that.

Believe it.

The MC, this town, it kills all the shit you love.

You need to get those boys away from here.

I-I'm trying to set that up.

Trying is never gonna get you out.

Go to Oregon now before something awful happens to you and your sons.

And if you don't do it, I will, because I don't give a shit about custody!

I'm getting out!

I'm getting out.


Is that for me?

Tara. I dropped off the mats, and I found this on the front porch.

Perishables. Adieu.


Nero, they're pressing all of us.

They trash my shop.

They come in and they take whatever shit they want.

And Dante says now we have to pay Triple Two for protection.

I mean, we all knew you split.

I mean, what the hell are we supposed to do, huh?

Okay, I get it, Anya.

I get it.

I'm sorry I let that happen.

I'm here now.

Mm? And we're gonna handle Dante, mi vida.

And we'll make sure the street knows.

Come on, guachale.


We got a plan?

Cut off the goddamn head.

Dante, he's running out of a rag

warehouse, two blocks, the end of Palm.

Fights are in progress.

Is he there now?

Not sure.

All right, check it out.

Why don't you let the white boys

go in, just a few fight fans.

We'll see what we're dealing with.

Yeah. Cool.

How big's his crew?

Like, 15.

Been recruiting.

Closer to 20.

It's probably more, homes.

Right now we got four

other guys, plus your crew...

No, that still leaves us a little light.

Don't worry about that.

I got the Cholo cavalry on the way.

Get him! Get him!

- Take a look around.

- Yeah.



Aw, you got to be kidding me.


I will blow your goddamn head off.

Who the hell are you, man?

Tig! Hey!

Look at this shit, brother.

Look at this.

This is so wrong.

That's not what we're doing here.



Where is Dante?

Where's Dante, you piece of shit?

Thr-Through there, man.

Uses one of the supply rooms as an office.

Tiggy. Come on.

All right, get out of here.

Leave the dog.

Go take him inside. Go tell Nero. Now.

Yes, sir.

Of course.

They can live with the case.

To be safe... my love.



Is it ready? Take it.

Put 'em down! Now! Now!

Give it up!

- Now, Dante. - Okay.

Now, on the floor!

Don't move. Stay.

They're here!

Go get them!

Change of plans.

Come on.


Don't let 'em get out!



Turn around. Turn around. On your knees.

Shut 'em down!

Go, here!

He's running!

Ha-ha! Yeah!



Oh, shit!

Oh! Aah!

What?! What?

- Saw that.

- Are you okay?

Let me out of here!

Shit's got to hurt.

We should probably let him out.

That would be the good Catholic thing to do.

Hey, babe.

Can we talk?

Come on.

Can you give us a minute?

How are you, mister and miss?

Do you want some?

What's going on?

Uh, I had that... nerve exam this morning.

There's no permanent damage.

They think I'll be operating within six months.

Oh, my God.

That's good, right?



You're still worried about all that shit that

happened yesterday?


I guess I just need a little...


Look, babe... Otto was gonna give his

statement today.

Lowen is gonna figure out what

our next move is, and we're

gonna put this shit behind us.

That's the truth.

And what about Wendy?

Wendy'll back off.

How do you know?

She can't prove shit.

She's just a junkie.

She's never gonna get custody.

Chucky, split.

J'accepte que.

So whatcha got?

Found out what I could about Mr. Lee Toric.


Harvard education.

Ex-Special Forces.

Recruited into the U.S. Marshals in '91.

Lots of high-profile arrests.

Commendations up the yang, as well as a long list of

misconduct violations...

excessive force, intimidation, racial profiling.

Looks like he was, uh, forced into early retirement.

The little sister-- she was his only family.

You stay here.

It'll be a minute.

Please state your name for the record.

Jesus Christ!



Way to commit... Otto.

You looking for me?

No, I'm here for in-vitro counseling.

When were you gonna tell me about Oregon?

I know all about the Providence offer.

It just came up.


Does Jax know?

Not all the details.

Well, here's a detail for you.

You're not taking my family anywhere.

They're my sons.

Shut up, you lying bitch.

I am done with your little power push.

Shit I've done to buy my way back to those boys...

That didn't work, did it?

Clay's still standing.

You got no idea.

What I got is my family, and I am pulling them out of this goddamn cesspool.

Far away from you, SAMCRO, and all the shit that comes with it.

You take one step out of Charming, and the only place you're going is prison.

All I got to do is reach out to those investigators.

Tell 'em you asked me to bring you that cross.

I'm sure there's plenty of security footage of us on that lot.

And afterwards, you told me exactly what you were going to have Otto do...

Kill an innocent to reverse RICO.

You had it all planned.

Jax would kill you.

Well, he might as well.

I'm dead without my boys.

But at least I would have the satisfaction of knowing you were locked up, getting fist-raped until they were well into their 20s.

Hope you're not pregnant.


You can't hurt me anymore, Gemma.

You do what you have to do, but I'm leaving Charming.

And my sons are coming with me.

Yeah, do that. Sounds good.


It's Jax.

You let him know I'm running a little late.

Is there a problem?

Not at all.


That was one of Nero's guys.

They found the breeder supplying the fight dogs.

Asked if we could shut it down.

Oh, I'll gut that son of a bitch.

I'm gonna take Tig.

No. No, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

You have got no idea what the hell you're walking into.

We'll handle it.

Let's go.

You're early.


Bag's in the car.


Got it.

Did you take care of everything?


I'm ready.

It's quiet, man.

Man, you sure this is the place?

I don't see any kennels or pens.

Yeah, this is the place.

Give me the piece.


What are you talking about?

The gun, Tig, and the knife.

Jax... Do it!

All right.

What the hell's going on, man?

Tell me!

Oh, no, no, no.

Man, no.

Jax, come on.

Sorry, man.

You rat bastard.

Goddamn it!


You made it on time.


Jax, please, brother.

Please, come on.

Think about what you're doing here.

Who this scumbag is.

Who that scumbag is.

Him, too.

The gun.

It's just a precaution.


Brother... you're giving me up to this asshole.

And you saw what he did to Dawn.

You know what?

She was screaming my name.

She was going, "Daddy!"

Shut him up.


Shut him up!

Did you bring it?

We sent one to Hale's lawyer as well.

Thank you.

I'd do it in the garage.

Spotted a couple hikers on the way in.

Sound travels out here.

I'll wait till you're done.

Tie him up.

I'm gonna need the cut.

Would you...?

It all comes around, Tiggy.

Inside the garage.

Right there.


That was her name.


You stay down.

Hey, this was not our agreement, son.


It wasn't.

You kill the man that burned your kid alive.

You stupid cracker bitch.

You know what happens to whoever kills me, right?

I'm counting on it.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't tell you.

He would have picked up on something.

He could have killed me right away, bro.

But he didn't.

No, he didn't.

That's Clay's gun?

Yeah, it is.

Is that gonna be a problem for you?


It's over, brother.

It's over.

LT, just got a call about a homicide in a commercial lot, out in Middle River.

That's not our quadrant.

Whoever called said you'd want to find the body.

Wouldn't give a name. Just the address.

Give the Holt station a heads-up.

Have Tores and Wilson meet us at the 20.

Yes, sir. Let's go.

Holy shit.

That's Damon Pope.

Yes, it is.

Call it in.

Eli Roosevelt.

How's your day?

Did you do this?

Just working towards that common goal.

Which one?

Step out of the garage.

All right, I'm there.

Vent, halfway up the hill.


You're welcome.

We got a weapon!

He bit off his own tongue?

Apparently his way of not talking.

Ever again.

As gruesome as it is, it's good news, Tara.

Otto was the only one who could tie you up with a conspiracy charge.

Everything else they could charge you with is a misdemeanor.


Should we do this another time?


No, we have to do it now.

I've included life insurance policy... the guardianship for the boys, both Jax's and your dad's house.

I think it's everything we talked about.

Okay, where do I sign?

Don't you want to review it?


No, I don't have to.


Signature here, along with your initials, and sign on all the red tabs.

You do know this isn't binding until Jax signs and it's notarized.

No, I know.

Do you want me to set a meeting with him?


No, I can do that.


This is the last set of boxes.

I'll get more and finish up tonight.

Move everything into storage next week.

Thanks, Juicy.

No problem, man.

I know it was you... found that legal shit in the vent.

Why didn't you say something?


I figured it had to be Jax leveraging the RICO threat.

You had no choice.

We always have a choice.

I'm sorry.

It didn't end up mattering anyway.

Just let it go.

I love you, brother.

I'm gonna miss you most.

Oh, Christ.

Clay... you got to go.

You got to leave now.

You got to get out of here.

You got to split.

Take my bike.

What are you talking about, son?

You're leaving town?

What is this?

This weapon is registered in your name.

It was just used in the murder of Damon Pope and three of his associates.

Can you tell me where you've been this afternoon?

Right here.

Can anyone confirm that?

My wife.

Tell him, Gem.


He went out for a few hours.

Took the gun.

Said he had to settle up some accounts before he left.

I didn't think he'd kill anyone.

Cuff him and read him.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say and do can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you can't afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.

We'll need you to come down to the station, give a formal statement.

All right, good looking out.

Police report confirms Clay's prints were on the weapon.

When Clay got drummed out of the club, he blamed Pope.

Hated that we were in business together.

I never thought he would be stupid enough to go after him.

How is it that Clay knew where Mr. Pope was gonna be?

Only two parties knew the location.

Clay must've followed me here.

Waited for Pope to leave, trailed him to the garage.

By the time we got there, there were people everywhere, a bunch of cars.

We split 'cause I didn't want Trager to get suspicious.

Murder weapon, prints, motive... you running late.

All fits together nicely.

What does that mean?

You lock down a lucrative deal.

The man who called the play that killed your best friend is gunned down by the man you hate most.

Who now is as good as dead, once I put a price on his head.

You think I planned this whole thing?

Come on, man.

You give me way too much credit.

I ain't Pope.

I'm just a mechanic looking out for my family.

We're gonna be looking into Mr. Pope's death.

And if we determine the police is wrong, our disciplinary action could expand beyond one man.

That makes sense.

If it's any consolation, I'm looking forward to working with you, Mr. Marks.

Bounty is on Clay Morrow.

I want him dead before his hearing.

I'm proud of you.

How's she doing?

She's gonna be fine, brother.

I know what you did with Clay.

I just talked to Juice... and Tig.

What did they say?


I kept my word to you and the club.

I didn't lay a hand on Clay.

It wasn't about being smart enough to hurt him.

It was about being smart enough not to hurt him.

You had a chance to be different.

Maybe I'm not so different.

So, what now?

You tell me.

Things are changing, Gemma.

We're not gonna be able to play house here anymore.

I'm not playing anything.

In case you haven't noticed,

ese, I'm not a casual girl.

Do you want to be with me or not?

I'm just saying... I just don't know if I'm gonna be able to give you everything you need right now.

And what is it you think I need?


Only men need to be loved, sweetheart.

Women need to be wanted.

You know, all this stuff that's gone down the past few days, I'm not outside it.

You understand that?

I'm in it.

My life's about to get very messy, Gemma.

I know messy.

It's what I do best.



Jax is here.

Speaking of messy.

Okay, Lyla, I'll be right there.

You should look after Carl and Carla.

They want you.

Follow me.

Yes, boss.

Your half of Dante's haul.

Keep it.

Deposit on what we owe you for getting back my ex.

Oh, no, no, no, we'll figure all that out.

Your crew deserves this.

Serio, I'm, I'm indebted, man.

What do you tell your boy...

about the farm?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Those, uh, journals you keep.

Those are for your boys, right?

What do you tell them?

The shit I can't tell anyone else.

You need to buy that farm, brother.

We'll help your cousin keep your crew whole.

You're so close to getting out.

So are you, mano.

So are you.

'Cause it sounds like you got

all your business handled.


I'm gonna make you another deal.

You walk away, I'll walk away.

Have a good night.

What is this?

Why is Wendy listed on there as a guardian?

I'm just getting things in order.

She's the best choice.

You shouldn't have attacked her, Jax.

Is that with this is?

You trying to teach me some kind of lesson?


You know, I used to think that

if I gave up on the club or Charming, I'd somehow be

betraying you, and I didn't want to do that.

And then I realized that my job

as your old lady is to be strong

when and where you can't be.

That's what this is, baby.

I took that job in Oregon.

It starts in two weeks.

The boys are coming with me.

And if you love them and if you

love me, you'll follow us up there.

We both know, if we stay here...

we'll end up like the two people we hate the most.

And our boys will be destined to relive...

all of our mistakes.

Now is not a good time.

Yeah, I know.

I need to speak to you for a second.

Are we good?


Then, can we talk tomorrow?

I'm not here for that.

I'm here for Tara.

What are you talking about?

I have a warrant.

Conspiracy to commit murder.

Death of Pamela Toric.

You're under arrest, Dr. Knowles.


He's crying.

Call Lowen.

I'm here, baby.

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