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Previously on Sons of Anarchy...

Regarding the murder
of your wife, Luann Delaney,

traces of semen were found in
your wife's undergarments.

Robert Munson.

Otto would never
turn on the club.

If anything could do
it, it would be Luann.

I got no excuse.

You find him?

Georgie Caruso.

He's the one who killed her.

You finish it?

Yeah, we took him out.

Get Munson for murder.

Georgie's alive and well.

Turned Otto against Munson.

It's your daddy.

What would the club do if they
found out that you're black?

If you're lucky enough,
you'll walk out alive.

What the hell is this?

Have you ever seen the
inside of a RICO operation?

The Irish Kings are
planning a trip Stateside.

If you give me the information, I
will extract the Sons from the

RICO equation.

Some days we ask our guys to
do shit very few men could do.

I'm proud of you.

You earned it.

I need your advice, brother.

Sons don't kill themselves.

Club's gonna vote him out.

Let me watch him for a while.

Where are the letters?

Tara still got them?

Just leave her out of it, huh?

Too late.

This had to be Clay.

I'm calling this
in to the sheriffs.

No.

I know I can bring him close again.

I know I can.

Clay made an attempt to
point this at the cartel shit.

I can help make sure it
doesn't blow back on him.

Got any more room in there?

I'm coming with you.

We have an internal threat.

The doctor?

That's your VP's old lady.

We'll clean it up.

Oh, my God!

Jax!

I have a dead hand.

I'll never save another life,
I'll never fix a tiny heart.

- Hey, baby...
- Go!

You took money out
of that safe this morning.

Hours later, somebody
goes after Tara.

You didn't know that Jax was
gonna be with her, did you?

Enough!

You stay away from my family.

What's going on?

Holy shit, Gemma.

Clay did this?

Goddamn him.

I'll point Piney's murder at him.

No, he's gonna die
by the hand of a Son.

Hey.

Morning.

Morning.

I...
kind of lost it yesterday.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

You love me, Tara.

That's where it takes you.

It's not just you, Jax.

I'm here because... I'm here.

I just don't know what to do now.

Hey.

We stick to the plan.

There is no plan anymore.

No hospital wants me.

You're still a doctor.

I have to establish myself
before I set up a practice.

That takes a lot of time.

We're gonna have
plenty of time.

And I'm gonna have enough cash to
keep us afloat until you get

on your feet.

Tara, babe, listen to me.

Your hand is gonna get better.

We're getting out of Charming
and I am leaving SAMCRO.

Okay.

I need you to
believe I can do this.

I do.

I do believe you, Jax.

Morning.

Hey.

How was the couch?

Uh, fine.

Comfortable actually.

Yeah, please.

Black.

Thanks for staying.

Hey... of course.

What should I do here, Gemma?

Finish what you
started with Piney.

Point it at the cartel.

It's about the club now.

This landing on Clay is the
last thing they need.

Wait a few days before
you call it in.

That body's getting ripe.

Yeah.

It's gonna crush Ope.

Jax, too.

He's got a lot on his plate rit now.

Yeah, I know.

I got to borrow a few things
from the garage, tie it up.

What are we gonna do about Clay?

I'll handle it.

I get it.

You think you know Clay
better than anyone.

And maybe you don't think he's
capable of doing anything worse,

- but I'll tell you...
- No.

I do.

Clay would kill me.

I got no doubt about that.

But don't worry, sweetheart.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

Kozik got there with the guns.

I talked to Jax, he's gonna
meet us at the warehouse.

Okay.

You, uh, get
into it with Gemma?

You don't need to know.

What do I need to know, Clay?

I ain't gonna talk
to you about my old lady.

You don't want to talk
about nothing no more.

Ever since we got out, man,
I mean, you cut me off.

I got no idea what's
going on with you.

Jesus Christ.

You and fat Elvis--
couple of chicks.

What, I marry you, too?

Yeah.

Sorta.

You did.

'Cause I'm the guy at your side
steps between you and the shit

that tries to kill you.

I'm your right hand, Clay.

What do you want, a pat
on the back every time

you climb on your Dyna?

It don't work like that
around here, pal.

Oh.

You know why you're
losing this club?

Do you?

Ain't because of the drugs.

It's 'cause you crawl in there and
you shut those doors and you

lock all of us out.

What in God's name happened?

Flew my broomstick
into a brick wall.

Who did this to you?

Don't dismiss this.

This is why Tara has to get out.

- Do you understand that?
- My son would never do this.

I'm sure Clay's mother
said the same thing about him.

I love Tara.

You have no idea how much.

Then dot stop
them from leaving.

Where are they going?

I spoke with Providence
Hospital this morning.

They want to make Tara an offer.

But her hand.

They're willing to
wait out her recuperation.

They want her on staff.

She's on staff here.

I can't cover her downtime.

We're too small.

This offer in Oregon may be her only
chance of staying in neonatal.

If you really love her, you will
let her take this job, Gemma.

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Holy shit, Mom.

No.

Come here.

Was this Clay?

It's complicated, Jackson.

What happened?

It's been building up.

Shit with the drugs and the cartel.

I crossed the line.

This is more than
crossing a line, Mom.

I can't let this slide.

No.

I'm gonna handle this, Jackson.

Please.

You got to let me settle it.

I'm so sorry.

No, honey, this
isn't your fault.

I thought we could pull this off.

Cash out.

But I was an idiot.

I am as delusional as he is.

No.

You are a better man.

Are you planning on leaving?

Charming?

I can't take any more lies, Jackson.

Yeah.

Does Clay know?

Yeah.

Don't take this to Tara, Mom.

Please, not now.

No, I won't.

Us leaving... it's about my sons.

It always is.

Tara?

Uh, she said she was family.

It's okay.

He's a big one.

Yeah.

Um, thank you.

Sure.

Sorry to barge in.

I-I wasn't sure if you
were going to be awake.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm running a
program in your HR department.

And I was looking for you in neonatal,
and they said you were up here.

Yeah.

Here I am.

I... I thought you were in Seattle.

I was.

Sober living.

I just moved back two weeks ago.

And I got a job at a
recovery center in Lathrop.

- We do a lot of hospital and
corporate stuff, so... - Oh.

Good for you.

Can I ask what happened to you?

I slammed my hand in a car door.

Oh, shit.

Sorry.

I heard about your son.

That's really great.

I'm happy for you and Jax.

Thanks.

I'm really not quite
sure what to say here.

I don't know
what to say, either.

I've just been waiting for
the right time to reach out.

And you thought
now would be that time?

I don't want
to cause any trouble.

What is it you do want, Wendy?

I want to see my son.

I'm his mother.

I'm the one who raised him
when you walked away.

I know.

And I am grateful you were here to do
that, but legally, I am still his mother.

You gave up your rights.

Custody, yes.

Not the right for him
to know the truth.

My number's on the card.

Just tell Jax I'll be in touch.

I'm going to get to know my son.

Forward.

Any problem getting
the guns through customs?

No, man.

Our guy pushed them through
same way as the others.

Thanks for loaning us the guys.

Tacoma's been a big help.

No problem.

Need the work, brother.

We heard from the Irish Kings?

Talked to Seamus.

They're all coming.

The west table-- Rourke,
Gaalan and Leary.

They're worried about the cartel, Clay.

This rival beef.

Hey.

Hey, buddy.

Good to see you, bro.

You, too, man.

How's Tara doing?

She's getting through it, thanks.

Give me a minute?

What is it?

I just saw my mom.

And?

What do you think?

She wouldn't tell me what happened.

So I'm asking you.

That's between
me and my old lady.

No, you don't get off that easy.

You beat the shit out of my mother.

You want to pull off this
exit strategy of yours, you

better stop focusing on my
domestic life and start focusing

on the issue at hand.

Now... I spoke to Romeo.

He's got intel on the Lobos.

They find the
guys who jumped Tara?

I'm not sure.

But I need your head in
this game on all fronts.

You understand?

Oh, I'm focused.

And this ain't finished.

Everything cool?

Fine.

Let's check the merchandise.

Kings don't want anyone
touching these till they get out here.

Understood.

We got, uh, long-range
sniper rifle, 50-caliber

machine gun, rocket-propelled
grenade-launcher.

- My God.
- Real deal.

Damn.

Only seen guns like
this in my war games.

Call of Duty shit.

Oh, shit.

What happened?

Smashed her cast.

Going to have to take
her back into surgery.

I don't know what
happened, I swear.

Some chick came with flowers.

Tara said it was cool.

She left a few minutes later.

Then I heard Tara screaming.

What chick?

She just said she was family...

Oh, my God.

Who was she?

Junkie whore.

These are the men who
attacked your family yesterday.

There were three of them.

Yeah, we're into
finding the others.

They gave us the intel
on the remaining Lobos.

We'll get the other guy, end the
threat here in Northern California.

I want to be there.

If we help shut it down, it'll
give the Irish some peace of mind.

Makes us look like one
big happy family.

Fair enough.

I'll give you the details.

This Galindo deal-- it's
already spilled too much blood.

I don't expect you guys
to take that risk.

Going after these Lobos is about Tara.

It's my shit.

I'm gonna handle it.

This ain't just
about Tara, brother.

This is about hurting those
assholes that shot up our

clubhouse and killed Armando.

Jax is right.

This cartel run's turned
into one bloody ride.

Nobody saw it coming, including me.

But we're in the homestretch now, bro.

I say we close this door, we
get back to business as usual.

I'm not letting you
go into do this alone.

Me, either.

I'm in.

Yeah, me, too.

All right, let's do it.

Yup. I'm there.

What about you, Ope?
You in?

Yeah, I'm in.

Okay.

How you doing, Mayor?

I wouldn't go
counting votes yet.

Hale's investors came together.

Asian money.

When it goes back to City
Council next week, he'll have

the funds to begin construction.

It'll pass, Clay.

Charming Heights is a go.

Shit.

When did this happen?

Hale called me this morning.

He's getting his ducks in a row.

Let me guess.

You're one of his ducks.

I got to roll with this.

It's the only way I come
close to getting even, Clay.

I'm sorry, guys.

Georgie shat
all over his promise.

He was supposed to dangle the
investment in front of the Asians.

Maybe it's time you
go remind him, huh?

Yeah.

We got the Mexicans covered.

You and me, Tiggy.

Yeah.

Georgie might be in the wind.

I'll track down Lyla,
see if she can help.

Tig?

If Georgie has reneged on his
promise, he's of no more use to us.

Copy that.

I appreciate you
reaching out to me, Mr. Delaney.

- Trust you were able to confirm Georgie
Caruso's alive... - Stop talking.

Answer my questions, and if I think
you're lying, conversation ends.

Who are you?

I'm Lincoln Potter,
federal prosecutor, Assistant

U.S. Attorney, Northern
California district.

And what do you want from me?

I'm building a case against
the Real IRA and the Galindo cartel.

Sons of Anarchy is my way in.

RICO.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

And you need Bobby Munson
to establish history.

That's correct.

- Your brothers have clearly blasphemed...
- Stop... talking.

This is what I want.

And, uh...
you should write this shit down.

I got money in three bank accounts.

It's lot a lot, but I want
it to go to Luann's sister.

I want to see an eye doctor.

Get some new glasses,
so I can read better.

I want Lenny Janowitz to...
to get some privileges back, like

visitation or yard.

That might prove difficult.

This isn't a negotiation.

And I want you to move
up my execution date.

I'll waive my appeals.

I want to go as soon as I can.

Write it down.

Last thing.

I got to be the one that
tells Bobby I gave him up.

Me, face-to-face.

May I speak?

I'll need you to document Robert
Munson's involvement in selling guns.

I'll give you a dozen crimes.

Him, Clay, whoever the hell you want.

Fair enough.

I'll also need to put you
in protective custody.

I can't take a risk of you communicating
with any other prisoners.

You know too much.

Fine with me.

Better food.

You don't get shit until I
see those all in writing.

Large print, please.

Understood.

You should go.

Run, oh my god!

What is going on?

Knees!

Check the trailers!

Clear!

Clear!

Where the hell is the rest of them?!

Where are the rest of them?

- Where are the rest of them?
- There in the woods, there are other camps.

This is the first line.

Main camp is in the woods.

Luis will take a unit into the woods.

We'll grab the rest of your
guys, you take position behind those

rocks, cover their entry.

All right, I'm going with them.

Aye. Me, too.

And three.

Let's go.

Hey, back up Clay.

Absolutely.

Shit.

Stop!

Mines!

Get down!

Oh, you got to be shitting me.

Down!

They're sitting
ducks in that minefield.

They ain't making it out of there.

What the hell do we do now?

I don't know.

It'll take a few hours
for me to get reinforcements.

Hey, what about your guys?

I ain't bringing any more
of my guys here to get killed.

Shit.

No service.

Middle of goddamn nowhere.

Here.

Satellite.

You guys come prepared.

Who you calling?

I'm ordering a pizza.

Big Irish pizza.

Georgie's got a photo shoot
with a couple of Dondo's girls.

Money Shot Studios.

Should be there now.

Thanks.

You guys give us a minute?

Yeah.

I didn't know what to do, Ope.

My default is to split.

I know you're pissed.

Yeah.

That's it?

"Yeah"?

We got to talk about this shit.

There's nothing else to say.

I don't blame you for leaving.

Never thought it would
really work, anyways.

Then why did you marry me?

I was looking for
something I guess.

Something or someone?

I wanted it to work.

I really did.

Nothing's gonna work, Ope.

Not until she's dead.

It's all right, brother.

Hey, come on, Ope.
Got to go. Come on.

Great, beautiful.

There you go, Georgie,
big smile, big smile.

Turn just a little bit, come on,
get close to him.

Good, beautiful.

Hey, guys.

Here to see me?

No.

We're here to get some tasteful
shots of our genitals.

Stop grinning, idiot.

Your slant investor cut Hale a check.

No, no, we met with him.

We faked interest, like you said.

But I didn't tell anyone to go forward.

- No.
- Somebody did.

And you're gonna fix it before
that money hits Hale's account.

Okay.

I'll dig into it as
soon as I'm done here.

You're done.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Ladies, I'll be back in a minute.

Keep going.

Hey.

You all right?

I'm terrified.

But I'm totally erect.

Let's go.

Your pizza's here.

Jax, come here.

What's up?

You know using these bad boys
is really gonna piss off the Irish.

At this point, bro, it's
a risk I'm willing to take.

Good.

'Cause I can't wait to blow the
shit out of these greasy bastards.

- Let's do it.
- Yeah, we got them.

We're coming in.

Copy that.

They've got the firepower.

They'll flush them out.

To the left.

We'll cover their exit.
Wait until we're in position.

There's another here.

In the head.

That's the last of them.
We are all clear.

Hey!

Can you retrace your steps?

Yeah, I think so.

One at a time. Slow.

Juice, you'll fall in behind me.

I got it.

What are you doing?

Juice, Juice!

Hey!

Easy!

Clear.

Shit!

Natsuki family met with Hale
two more times behind my back.

Natsuki family, it's all they're in.

That's really bad.

I swear, I had no idea.

They're scumbags.

I mean, who else would gets
a business with me?

And then jumping on some
suburban land deal, I mean, who

could've seen that coming?

Yeah.

A clean, quiet place to
funnel their dirty money.

Kinda makes sense to me.

Oh, I didn't know.

Listen, let me talk to
Clay, so I can fix this.

Sure.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Oh.

Get in.

No.

No, no, no!

I did everything you
guys asked me to do!!

Get in. Get in!

There's only one way I'm
not gonna kill you.

You're gonna tell me
the truth about Luann.

I don't know anything.

You know nothing?

Okay, I'll tell you the truth!

I'll tell you the truth,
but you can't kill me!

You guys live by your
word and shit, right?

You got to honor this.

All right, I promise.

I'm not gonna kill you.

I sent a few guys up
there to rough her up, that's

it, just to scare her.

To get her to let loose
some of her girls.

Scare her with baseball bats?

She fought back.
It got out of control.

Those guys were never
supposed to kill her.

I swear to God, I would never do that.

That's it.
I told you the truth.

I know.

I know.

Bob! No, no.

Please, I'm begging you!

Bobby! Please!
Don't kill me, please!

Come on.

Get Kozik's cut.

We'll give it to Lee.

He was on his way back to Tacoma.

Kozik have any family?

Brother.

San Diego, I think.

Call his brother.

We'll have a memorial after we
finish this thing with the Irish.

He almost made it out.

Yeah, talk to Juice, would you?

That shit today was crazy.

He is making me very nervous.

What are you doing here?

Just returning some tools.

Where is she?

I know she called you.

Prospects saw your truck
at my house last night.

Yeah, she called.

It's a natural reaction-- to
reach out to a friend-- when

someone tries to kill you.

Man, you must love this shit.

You get to swoop in, rescue her.

A dream come true.

My dream don't include
her beaten to a pulp.

My wife, my club...
is not your concern.

You keep your secrets, I
keep mine, all right?

I know you killed Piney.

I know you tried to kill Tara.

My telling Jax what I
know only hurts him.

But I'm warning you, Clay...
and may whatever shit god I still

believe in be witness to this-- you
ever hurt Gemma again, I'll kill you.

I guess cancer gives a
man a certain resolve, huh?

Benefit of an end date.

Nothing more dangerous than a guy
who already knows he's dead.

Hey, are you the guy who called?

Yes.

Chucky.
I'm the manny.

Okay.

My son here?

Yeah.

Tara said it's okay-- you can see Abel.

He's in the back bedroom.

Thanks.

Oh, shit.

Why am I not surprised?

Because drugs dull the senses?

Not anymore.

Boys are at my house.

Wow.

The room looks great.

Yeah.

She's a real good mom.

I can tell.

Should I even ask what happened to you?

No.

I'm the one doing the asking.

Okay.

Well, I am clean and sober
for over two years.

I finished my B.A.

I am now a certified
substance abuse counselor.

I have a two-bedroom
outside of Altamont.

I have a French bulldog named Ramone.

I had my tubes tied and I recently
decided that I like women.

What's new with you?

Absolutely nothing.

Gemma, I did not
come here to stir shit up.

Abel is my son.

I gave up the right to raise him, but I
did not give up the right to know him.

Yeah.

I get that.

I kind of figured you'd resurface at some point...
or turn up dead.

Honestly I was hoping for the latter.

I'm sorry to disappoint you.

I'll help you to
get to know your son.

But it's by my rules, on my schedule.

And what the hell
is that supposed to mean?

Tara is under psych observation.

She didn't take your visit very well.

I'm sorry.

I-I didn't know.

It's a bad time.

That's all you need to know.

When is it ever a good time?

I'll tell you when.

Until then, no contact,
not with Jax or Tara.

You understand me?

If you try to box me out,
Gemma, I swear to God, I'll

get a lawyer and make
this shit loud and messy.

There's that
junkie whore I remember.

If you thought I was dangerous
loaded, wait till you see me sober, baby.

What the hell was that today?

Was that another attempt
to swing from a tree?

You told me you were okay.

I am.

I was just trying to make sure
that they were... Kozik, man.

Shit.

Jesus Christ.

What's going on with you, boy?

Huh?

Tell me.

The... the sheriff found
out some shit when he was

digging into my profile and
he's threatening me with it.

Threatening you how?

He says that he'll...
he says he'll tell the club

unless I start giving him intel.

Tell the club what?

What does he have on you?

My dad.

He's black.

So?

The rules.

He tells the club, I'm out.

What does your paperwork say?

Your birth certificate.

Under race, which box is checked?

- It's Hispanic.
- Hispanic.

Then that's what you are.

Half of us don't know who
the hell our fathers are.

The paperwork is the
only thing that counts.

Shit.

This is why you tried offing yourself?

Jesus Christ, boy.

You're an idiot.

All this is gonna be okay.

Listen to me.

You tell that sheriff next time you see him...
he can go and

suck your daddy's big, black cock.

There's not a goddamn
thing he can do to you.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I got to take my antibiotics.

Good.

It's time you heal this.

You understand?

No more.

No more, Juicy.

Okay.

I love you, my brother.

I love you.

Thanks, brother.

Couple of guys
hugging in the bathroom.

Hello?

It's me.

Checking in.

Shit.

Did he go fast?

Yeah. He was dead before he felt it.

Everyone else whole?

Yeah.

Lobos are finished.

Cartel feud is squashed.

Where we at with Georgie?

What?

Oswald was right.

The Asians-- they're on board
with Charming Heights.

Georgie can't stop it.

Georgie confessed to Luann.

It's done.

You should go see Otto tomorrow.

Give the poor guy some closure.

Yeah.

For Kozik.

Luann.

I don't see the
stuff about Lenny.

That'll take a
few more phone calls.

You knew I couldn't make
that happen this fast.

Everything else you wanted is there.

Yeah, it is.

So sign it.

Now it's your turn.

Officer Dunn will gladly
transcribe everything and

anything you'd like to share.

Yeah, I'll tell the stories,
but I'm not signing off

on any transcripts until
Lenny gets his privileges.

Agreed.

I have to ask.

If you're turning over the rest of your
club, why the concern for Mr. Janowitz?

You wouldn't get it.

I wish that wasn't true.

How's Tara?

I don't know.

Headed there now.

She freaked out at me yesterday.

It's crazy shit, man.

It's all coming to a head.

Sorry.

So, you talked to Lyla?

Yep.

Ain't gonna happen.

Shit.

I'm sorry.

Why?

Because I want you to be happy.

Oh, is that what you are?

Look, if you got something
to say, just say it.

When Donna wanted me out...
I didn't stay 'cause of what you said.

I stayed 'cause I knew that
trying to be anything else would

be a lie... and that's the worst
thing a guy can do to his family.

I didn't plan this, Ope.

It just played out this way.

I'm sorry, I never meant to lie to you.

Yeah, and I'm
sorry I believed you.

Hey, grab me the tow keys.

- Little late for a pickup.
- Gonna pick up Piney.

Got a feeling he's in
no condition to ride.

Yeah.

Probably not.

You doing okay?

Yeah.

You see Tara?

No. I'm going now.

She had a bad day, Jax.

I don't know what happened, but...
she smashed up her hand.

Wh-What do you mean?

Self-inflicted.

They reset her hand.

They got her sedated.

- Okay. I love you.
- I love you.

Oh, Gem.

Gem.

This was Clay.

Not now, Tiggy.

What?

Here.

You're right.

This ain't the way it works.

Hey, Pop?

Oh, God!

Hey, Pop?

Dad? Dad?!

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit! Dad?

Oh...

Oh, my God!

Oh, Pop... oh...

- Whoa, whoa! Easy, Ope!
- What the hell are you doing here?

Easy, easy.

What are you doing here?!

I-I followed you up.

You knew about this?

Uh... yes.

Who did it?

Why didn't you tell me?

That's... why I'm here now.

Was it the Mexicans?

No. No.

Talk to me.

Clay... killed your old man.

What?

Clay killed him.

That's bullshit.

I wish it were.

Piney had some kind
of leverage on Clay.

Was using it to get the club
out of the cartel deal.

Clay came up here to change his mind.

Things went south.

He killed him.

How do you know this?

Gemma found out.

She asked me to come up here and fix the
scene, make it look like the cartel.

I swear.

And why are you telling me this?

Gemma confronted
Clay about Piney.

He almost killed her.

Beat her bloody.

Clay's out of control.

You're no stranger to that.

He tried to kill you,
and killed your wife.

Now he killed your father, too.

If you don't believe me...
go see Gemma's face.

Ask her who did it.

Clay's got to go, son...
before he kills someone else you love.

Sync and corrections by n17t01
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