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NARRATOR: Previously on Sons of Anarchy:

ROMEO: Turn yourselves in. We're on our way.

We need protection in county, we gotta make these bullshit charges go away.

So you came to say goodbye. Yeah.

ROOSEVELT: Hey! Get him out of here!

Got a spot with us. Appreciate that.

CHIBS: Pope finds out brown has our back...

...he's gonna find other ways to hurt us.

What the hell do you want, man? DAMON: I need a dead Son.

For the Niner and the cop you killed, it maintains my relationships.

When that happens, you get out to earn. But Trager...

...he stays inside for the rest of his life.

Yeah, what? I've got two of your guys.

Real cute thing. And some old dude.

What's going on?

[BOTH SHOUTING AND GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

Let me see your hands. Hands.

CARLA: Had to be Emma Jean. MAN: Not necessary, homeboy.

Am I choosing, or you? My call.

No.

No! No! Ope!

I got this.

[MAN GRUNTS]

DAMON: Sounds like things went according to plan.

There's a new plan. I just watched my best friend get beaten to death.

Now I need Trager outside.

Him knowing I saved his life gives me an internal advantage I'm gonna need.

There you go. Using pain to take it to the next level.

Those are the things that turn players into kings.

[GRUNTING]

What happened? CARLA: Your little tantrum got us all locked up.

Emma Jean? You beat the shit out of her.

She called the cops? CARLA: Someone reported prostitution.

Either her or your old man.

No.

Clay wouldn't settle a beef with the cops.

He doesn't need to.

He has you.

MAN: Gemma Teller-Morrow.

You're out. Let's go.

Oh, yeah, that's right, you know all the right people.

Yeah, or maybe they just realized that I wasn't a whore.

Hey-

You okay? Yeah.

They dropped the prostitution charge. Just battery at play.

It was a misunderstanding.

Oh. What part, the hooking or the beating?

I'm sorry. I didn't know who else to call.

Wow. You must really be running out of friends if I'm your emergency contact number.

How much do I owe you?

I posted a bond. Nine hundred.

All right, just come by the garage today, I'll give you the money.

Thank you.

No problem.

It's the least I could do for the way you helped me with Tara. Heh.

I should've known listening to you would make things worse.

Yeah. I guess you should've. So Why'd you help me?

Oh. Putting coin in the karma bank.

Come on. I'll give you a ride home.

Uh, no. I don't need a ride. I've got one.

[SIGHS]

I will handle this thing with Tara. No more manipulating, okay?

Hey, it's not Tara you have to convince. It's Jax.

You are still the woman who tried to kill his firstborn son.

You understand me?

Yeah, I know.

You okay? I didn't know you were out.

Yeah, I had a friend post bail.

I, um, still got some stuff at your place.

I gotta stick around, bail out the rest of the girls.

They blame me for this.

Okay.

You think it's my fault?

Don't answer that.

I left my thick skin in Charming.

[JAX GRUNTS]

JAX: Hey.

[SIGHS]

I'm so sorry.

Um...

I'm gonna need you to check in on Lyla.

The county made the call this morning.

Okay. I'll drop the boys off at day care and push a few appointments.

Thanks. Let her know about tonight. Mm-hm.

If she needs anything at all...

Does Gemma know?

No. I'll tell her.

I love you.

I love you, Jackson.

[CURTIS STIGERS & THE FOREST RANGERS' "THIS LIFE" PLAYING]

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 path Until you die

Gotta look this life In the eye

I think Opie's been looking for a way out since Donna died.

He's never been right since.

He went out a warrior.

We--

We wouldn't be sitting here if it wasn't for him.

CLAY: No doubt Ope made his own choice.

It's Pope...

...forcing that choice concerns me.

Jax did all he could.

All he could to push back the threat.

Agreeing to a 50 G payout?

JAX: Short term, Frankie.

How short?

We never rubbed up against a guy like Pope.

OG, sitting at a table with judges, senators, CEOs.

He could kill us with a phone call as easily as a bullet.

We're just white smoke to this dude.

I say we agree to his terms, see where it goes.

Maybe we can even use this guy to our advantage.

What advantage is that?

If we're good with Pope, the rest of black gets in line.

What about the tar stains that killed Ope?

They just gonna get in line too?

No retaliation.

Not now.

It puts us and Charming at risk. CLAY: We're already at risk.

Those home invasions, that's gotta be black.

Pope didn't put them in play. He wasn't sure about the Niners. He's looking into it.

We're throwing Pope a lot of trust. It ain't trust, man.

It's fear. Right now he controls it.

We gotta buy time to change that.

Let's vote this.

We pay out the 50 Gs till we figure this shit out.

Yea. Yea.

Yea. Yea.

Yea.

Okay.

I'll set up a meeting with Pope, tell him we're good...

...push him on these home invasions.

The body should be here this afternoon.

Let's do this right.

Hey, Jax.

You seen your mom?

No, Why?

I got a call from Fain over at Stockton P.D.

Gemma got arrested last night.

Said she got bailed out this morning.

Arrested for what?

Some kind of raid on a brothel.

Oh, shit. Nero.

What's a Nero?

I'm with you.

Jax, you go. We'll handle everything for Opie.

All right. You good?

BOBBY: Go.

All right, come on.

What happened to Ope?

Never made it out of county.

Oh, Christ.

How?

How do you think?

Let's go.

Come by later...

...say goodbye.

[GROANS]

What?

Eviction notice.

We're out at the end of the week.

Hey. I was just on my way to your office.

Um, I'll meet you there, okay?

Okay. TARA: Yeah. Come on.

WOMAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Jedson, 3751.

Dr. Jedson, 3751.

I'm sorry, I didn't know you had them in day care here.

Don't sit down.

You're not staying.

You know, I hope you never have to experience what I just felt in that hallway.

Having your own son walk by you and have no idea who you are.

That's not my fault. No.

It's mine. I know that.

Look, the way I handled things yesterday...

...not the way I wanna do this.

I'm sorry.

There's nothing to say. You want to start a custody suit, have your lawyer call.

End of story. No. That's not what I want.

Look, I understand what you're doing. I'd probably be reacting the same way.

But there has to be a part of you that knows that what I'm asking for isn't just for me.

It's about what's best for Abel.

And I'm the person making that decision.

Yeah. Today.

But it's easy for you to shut me out when he's 3.

What are you gonna do when he's a teenager and he wants to know who his real morn is?

You can stop me from getting to him, but you can't stop him from finding me.

He's gonna wanna know the truth.

So please, just think about that.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

NERO: Shit.

Hey. Hey.

Oh, my God.

When did you get out?

This morning. GEMMA: Oh.

You Okay?

Yeah.

What happened? You ask her.

What did you do? NERO: It wasn't her fault.

GEMMA: Clay showed up here yesterday...

...and I caught him with one of those girls.

Smacked her around a little. CARLA: Kicked the shit out of her.

She must've gone to Vice. We don't know that for sure.

Jesus Christ.

Go home, Mom.

I'll let myself out.

I'm sorry, man.

Anything I can do to help.

[SIGHS]

Hey, how's Hernando?

It's not good.

He's laid up at Saint Joe's. One of our guys took a bullet during this raid.

LUPE: Girls are talking. Saying it was Emma Jean who called the cops.

Where's she at? CARLA: I don't know.

We just got out. LUPE: If she's still in town, she's working.

We'll find her. No, no, no.

I don't want anybody knowing our business.

I will check around, I will find out where she is.

Then I'll let you handle it, eh?

Yeah.

Okay. Call us when you know.

[BOTH SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

You really wanna help?

JAX: What do you need?

Save the chick your morn almost killed.

Before my guys finish the job.

I gotta get this Emma Jean out of town.

How's your crew gonna feel about you moving behind their back?

No treason.

I'm thinking out loud here. I'm hoping someone's listening.

Where is she? She's probably doing privates out of her hotel.

Canby Suites, Sixth and Grove.

Look for, uh, hearts hanging from her door.

How romantic.

All right, man.

We'll call you when we have her.

FRANKIE: That's it, bro. Come on, get it up. One more.

Come on, come on, that's it. Good, good.

[GRUNTS]

[SLOWTRAIN'S "BOUND TO FIND YOU OUT" PLAYING FAINTLY OVER SPEAKERS]

I need to talk to you.

Okay.

This is the part where the rest of you get the hell out.

Okay. Yeah.

Nero lost his place.

Looks like that little skank you tapped ratted out to Vice.

Not my problem.

Why'd you come up there?

Why do you think?

I needed to know you were safe.

Now I know.

You don't know shit.

I need distance, Clay. Stop checking up on me.

You wanna drink yourself stupid, you wanna lay down with spic bangers...

...knock yourself out.

You want distance, you got it.

I don't even know who you are anymore.

Why don't you bounce my face off the floor...

...then maybe you'll recognize me.

CLAY: We gotta get ready for Ope's thing.

GEMMA: What thing?

Jax didn't tell you.

Tell me what?

Ope...

...got killed in county.

The wake's tonight.

[SOBBING]

What the hell's happening to us?

[SOBS]

[MAN GRUNTING AND EMMA JEAN LAUGHING]

Emma Jean's on the job.

EMMA JEAN: Ow!

Shit. Patch might spook her.

EMMA JEAN: I don't know.

What do you want'?

Got your name from a friend of mine.

EMMA JEAN: You have to call first.

I don't have your number.

[WILD FLAG'S "ENDLESS TALK" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

EMMA JEAN: Hey, what are you doing?

Get out of here.

Now. Oh, shit.

Relax. We're not gonna hurt you.

You can't just barge in here. Someone turned Vice on to Diosa.

Nero's crew thinks it was you.

I didn't call anyone. I just split. That's the truth. I'd never rat.

Well, the only truth that matters now is these guys wanna hurt you.

Let's go, sweetheart. Nero wants us to get you out of town.

Oh, Christ.

Here, put this on.

FIASCO: Where you heading?

We'll take it from here.

Hold on, darling.

What are you doing?

Hey, let's go.

[THE CHIMPZ'S "MR. 44" PLAYING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Crazy how you try to play me Try to be coy

[TIRES SQUEALING AND CAR HORN HONKING]

But let me tell you one thing My 44, it make you sing

And if I don't get my cash You gonna be fillin' a bag

So, what's this? Now we can't get paid

Let's get down, blood sucker Gotta have it made

So this is it now

FIASCO: Get these white boys, fool.

Let's get down, blood sucker Gotta have it made

[EMMA JEAN SCREAMS]

Mr. 44 has six little friends And they can all run faster than you

Mr. 44 has six little friends

And they're comin', they're comin' They're comin' for you

Yeah, yeah!

Mr. 44 has six little friends And they're comin', they're comin'

Aah! Shit!

You whole? JAX: Yeah.

You okay? Yeah. Yeah.

JAX: All right, stay here.

Hey, hey, he)'-

Hey, not here. Not here. We just want her.

Hey, go back inside. Go on, go back inside.

Hey, come on, now, guys. Look around.

I don't think we wanna be doing this for an audience.

Come on, let's go.

You made a big mistake, pendejo.

This whore shit all over our club.

Got my mom locked up.

This is our get.

We gotta send a message, make sure the other pussy doesn't think about doing it.

All right, well, use us as your message.

Tell your crew you sent the biker boys to do your bitch work.

CHIBS: We all want the same thing here.

No sense in us all killing each other over some piece of gash.

We'll need proof she's dead.

The other girls gotta see that shit.

I want a thumb.

And a tit.

Really?

Okay.

[EMMA JEAN SHOUTS]

Someone sent these two.

This is a setup.

Hey-

You okay? Yeah.

We're gonna take you to our clubhouse. You'll be safe there.

Hey, you call Nero, you get him and his bottom bitch to meet us there.

Come on, my lovely little slag.

Sorry. Come on. CHIBS: All right.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Easy.Easy.

Easy. Ugh!

Sorry, man. I thought I could hold it.

You will, brother.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Think he'll be riding before he loses his vote? It don't look good.

He ought to ride the trike.

Won't do it. Says it ain't riding.

Yeah. Well, I get that.

What the hell is that bitch doing here?

That broad is scary, man. Yes, she is.

Her bark is worse than her bite.

Actually, that's not true.

NERO: What happened?

Your boys showed up at the hotel same time as we did.

Almost ended up in a 'hood slaughter.

We convinced them that we'd finish her off.

So all we need now is a digit and a tiny titty to prove it.

Jesus Christ.

How'd they know where she was?

There's only one other person who knew.

CARLA: I was protecting you.

If your crew found out what you did, they'd crush you.

Ruin everything we've built. Where'd you get this "we" shit?

We haven't built anything.

I'm sorry. I never would've sent you guys there if I would've known.

JAX: It's okay.

Sounds like a move someone else would pull.

Let's call it even. Rat.

Keep her in the garage. Away from the phones.

RATBOY: Yes, sir.

GEMMA: Why is she here?

That's not your concern.

No, it's not. But it should be yours.

You know what, Morn, I kind of have a few things on my plate.

Like burying my best friend.

So your need to be loved, worshiped and adored is a little low on my list today.

EMMA JEAN: Nothing happened between me and your old man.

He didn't even take his pants off.

Had me rub his shoulders.

And I didn't call the cops.

You, uh, keep an eye on Carla till I get this one out of town?

JAX: Yeah.

Call Skeeter. See who he's burning.

Tell him we need a thumb and a tit.

Okay.

Hey-

You know he loves you more than anyone, Morn.

Just give him some room.

Why don't you go check on Lyla, see how she's doing?

Okay.

Thanks.

I love you.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Hey-

Purchased some things I thought you might need.

Okay.

Where are the kids?

Mary's picking them up from school.

My morn has Piper.

They know?

Know what?

About their dad.

No.

They don't know that.

Someone give you something?

I have my own supply.-

Sorry, Lyla.

Do you know what I was doing when Opie got his head caved in?

Sucking on black pussy...

...while two little Asians tongue-jammed my asshole.

Okay.

If you need anything from me or the club, just let me know.

Oh, that's right. You're the new queen.

Oh. Holy shit.

Look, it's the old queen.

She's high as a kite.

Sorry about you and Clay, Gem.

Nothing says "I love you" more than a good beatdown.

Hey, shut your mouth!

You need to sober up, take a shower...

...and put on a dress that covers half your ass. You need to represent your family...

...at your husband's wake.

Do you understand me?

[CRYING]

All right, come here, sweetie. Come on. Let me get you in the shower.

All right, baby.

Sorry.

No. That was right.

Come on, honey.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Yeah.

Hey, babe. Hey.

Did you go down?

A little bit.

I got cut off. I'm fine.

How's Lyla?

Medicated.

Hmm.

I'm tossing those.

Maybe we shouldn't.

Wendy came by the hospital today.

[GRUNTS]

Shit.

I'll handle it.

We have to tell him the truth, Jax.

No, we don't.

[BOTH SIGHING]

The trauma that Abel's seen in his life.

Narced up at birth. Kidnapped.

Who knows how much damage that shit's already done?

I'm not gonna confuse him more.

When he's older, stronger, we can talk about this again.

But until then, no other woman is gonna call him son but you.

Wendy can stay clear of our family.

Okay, baby.

BOBBY: Jax.

He's all dressed. Looks pretty good.

That's a nice-looking box, man.

Ope would've dug it.

JAX: Let's get him inside.

How is she doing? Really sad.

I'm so sorry.

[CRYING]

Let's go. Give her a minute.

Take as much time as you need.

What do I do, Jax?

I can't raise three kids on my own. I could barely cover me and Piper.

How am I supposed to care for those kids and earn a living?

Just like every other single mother.

You get help.

Friends, family.

My mom lives two hours away, I don't have family up here.

Let me show you something.

That's your family.

Anything you need, you just ask.

Anyone says no, they answer to me.

[KEATON SIMONS' "GRIM REAPER" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

All right

You don't know how they'll find you

All right

There's no time to even say goodbye

All right

Don't fear me, child 'Cause there's nothin' you can do

When I'm comin' after you

Gonna be a long way A long way from home

JAX: Hey.

You get Emma Jean out safe? NERO: Yeah.

She's on a plane back to the heartland.

Good. You got a minute? I wanna bounce something off you.

Yeah, sure.

All right

As I walk through the silent city

All right

Too soon to be forgotten

All right

Have a seat, man.

Ugh. Yeah.

So...

...what happens to Diosa now?

Outcalls, man.

Outcalls until I find me a new spot.

You mind if I ask how much your girls pull in?

On average, they, uh-- They do three to five dates a day.

Take in, minimum, few hundred a client.

Now, touring girl like Emma Jean there, she can do triple that.

You happy with that return?

Sound like you're trying to sell me some life insurance here.

I got an endgame here, mano.

What's the endgame?

One-point-three million.

I'm gonna buy my uncle's spread down in Norco.

Twenty acres.

My kid loves animals.

I'm gonna give him a goddamn farm. I like that.

How close are you?

I ain't close enough.

Maybe I can help you get there a little faster.

Caracara? Yeah, it's a porn biz we used to handle.

That's not my game. No, but the girls on that list are.

Nature of the business now.

Most of these girls, they've gotta supplement with the porn-star experience.

Fifteen hundred to 5 grand a date. They need a booker.

You still have access to all of them? Yeah.

There's a few of them in the clubhouse right now.

There's an old Elks Lodge for rent out on 88.

It's the perfect location.

There's no neighbors, close to major highways.

I'll cover all the new start-up costs...

...then we split everything, fifty-fifty.

Diosa Norte.

Partners, huh?

I got an endgame in sight too.

My best friend is lying in a box in the other room.

I gotta start moving us away from the shit that's killing us.

I'm sorry about your friend in there.

But I tell you straight up, though, if we were to do a deal...

...it would have to be completely clear of all your other traffic.

See, I can't get pulled into the heat of all the things you're moving away from.

Understood.

And I don't want the heat of all the things that you're trying to get close to.

My morn. I can't mix business and family.

The shit with Clay, her and Tara. It's deep, man.

It will bleed all over us.

So you sure that's a business request, not some twisted mommy thing?

I untwisted my mommy thing a long time ago.

You gotta stay clear of Gemma.

Huh.

Okay.

Okay.

Yeah, let's see where this goes.

Thanks for bailing me out. No problem. Thanks for paying me back.

Sound surprised.

WENDY: Is this a party?

Uh, no. It's a wake.

Ope got killed when they were in county.

Oh, no.

Think I can go say bye?

I don't think Jax seeing you helps either one of you right now.

Got it. All right.

Come here, honey.

It's all right.

What the hell is she doing here? GEMMA: Relax.

Do not ignore me.

Get your hands off me.

You wanna protect Jax?

Wendy ain't the one you should worry about. What?

Dora the Whore-a in there...

...she almost got him killed today. That's why he laid down that bike.

He's lucky to be alive.

He said he got cut off.

Yeah, cut off by bangers trying to run his ass over.

That bitch, she set it up.

Come on. I'll prove it.

Punch out. Shut the door.

Yes, ma'am.

So, what is this?

I was just telling my daughter how you almost got her husband killed today.

Now, that's shit.

Listen, this is none of your goddamn business.

And you don't get to come at me.

You stupid old whore.

[BOTH SHOUTING]

[GEMMA GASPING]

[ALL SHOUTING AND GRUNTING]

[GREG HOLDEN'S "THE LOST BOY" PLAYING]

BOBBY: Jax. It's time, brother.

I left my home still as a child

I walked a thousand sorry miles

To wait for my father To gather up his tools

He said, "My boy, you gotta run

Don't wait for me Don't wait for Mom

We'll come get you When it's safe for us to move"

So I waited many years

Held back the pain behind my tears

For my father to come find me like he said

And in that time I was alone

So many years without my home

I made brothers of a different kind instead

And at the time I didn't know Just how hard the wind could blow

Towards disaster And the things that I would see

I never found my father I never found my mother

Even would I know in my lifetime I will be

I'll see you later, brother.

A hero to the masses To those born without chances

There's a freedom that everyone deserves

I know there's greed and there's corruption

I've seen death and mass destruction

But I'm telling you And I hope that I am heard

I will not be commanded

I will not be controlled

PALLBEARERS: Up.

And I will not let my future go on

Without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded

And I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on

Without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded

And I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on

Without the help of my soul

I will not be commanded

I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on

Without the help of my soul

I will not be commanded

I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on

Without the help of my soul

[HEARSE DOOR CLOSES]