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NARRATOR: Previously on Sons of Anarchy:

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.

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

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 have killed him.

I know it was Clay. JAX: So do I.

Looks like we got another common goal.

CLAY: It's my way of saying thanks.

Clay is out, Trager served his purpose.

I'll deliver him tomorrow.

TARA: Who are you? Lee Toric. The guy who just lost his little sister.

"U.S. Marshal." What do you want from me?

The truth. Your side. Tomorrow, ISC will get Otto's side.

What do you think that'll sound like? JAX: Time to earn your rent.

You find out everything you can.

U.S. Marshal?

Triple Two started running dog fights. Yeah. This is Dante pushing us out.

You wanna fix the damage you've done? Yes.

Clay was the one that put the Nomads in motion.

You want me to spy on him? I want you to be with him.

Thing you want me to do...

I need to know what you promised is real. TARA: Help him get what he needs from Clay...

...you can have that key. 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 got the proof. Abel being kidnapped.

Shit that happened to me today. I'm gonna report it. I'm coming after my son.

Can we talk'?

You don't ever threaten my family again.

[KATEY SAGAL & THE FOREST RANGERS' "TO SIR WITH LOVE" PLAYING]

Those schoolgirl days

Of telling tales and biting nails are gone

But in my mind

I know they will still live on and on

But how do you thank someone Who has taken you from crayons to perfume?

It isn't easy, but I'll try

If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky in letters

That would soar a thousand feet high

To sir, with love

The time has come

For closing books And long last looks must end

And as I leave

I know that I am leaving my best friend

A friend who taught me right from wrong And weak from strong

That's a lotto learn

What can I give you in return?

If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky in letters

That would soar a thousand feet high

To sir, with love

If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start

But I would rather you let me give my heart

To sir, with love

DAMON: The whole bit. MAN 1: Size?

MAN 2: You're gonna have to extend it. You hear that? You gotta go 100 feet more.

JAX: Hey.

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. Heh,heh,heh.

I'm just following your business model. DAMON: Oh.

Trust no one.

What do you want'?

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

AUGUST: The maintenance contracts.

And the subsidized housing for Opie's family.

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

Relax.

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.

AUGUST: 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 San Joa.

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

We have a storage garage in Middle River. Private, rural. Two o'clock.

I'll text you the info.

We'll be there.

Almost done, my friend.

Yeah.

Yes.

[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

[BRUTAL JOOK'S "RICH MAN" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

I'm leaving my tools. Tig and Chibs stole most of my shit anyway.

GEMMA: Yeah. I'll let them know.

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

Maybe you could go drop them off.

[SPEAKS IN FRENCH]

[GEMMA CHUCKLES]

French? What happened to the rhyming?

I threatened to auction his hands off on eBay.

[CHUCKLES]

Salem's all set for me at 4:30, Wahewa barn.

My suitcase is in the car.

CLAY: Thank you.

This is gonna be a fresh start for us, Gem. I promise.

Yeah.

The honeymoon we never had.

War-torn Belfast.

Can't wait. Heh, heh.

All right now. Go on. Get out of here.

I gotta get shit organized for two-fingered Pierre out there.

About 3:00, my place?

Yeah.

Hard way to go out.

What other way is there?

I wanna thank you, Wayne.

Keep your eye on things around here for me, will you?

Going somewhere? Yeah. For a little bit.

Just to heal up.

Anyway...

Take care, my friend.

Can I ask you one question?

Friend.

Tell me the truth.

The Nomad attacks.

Was it you?

I'm sorry.

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.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Can you forward these to Karen Dunhill?

Sure.

I tried to call you at work.

Yeah. 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.

Because he banged a speedball into my shoulder.

[SIGHS]

Oh, my God. Yeah.

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'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.

Good.

Is that for me? Tara.

Dropped off the mats, I found this on the front porch. Perishables.

[SPEAKS IN FRENCH]

CARMELLA: Nero, they're pressing all of us.

They trashed my shop.

They come in and they take whatever shit they want.

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

I mean, we all knew you split.

Well, what the hell are we supposed to do? Okay. I get it, Carmella.

I get it. I'm sorry I let that happen. I'm here now.

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

We'll make sure the street knows.

Come on.

[CARMELLA SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

You got a plan? NERO: Cut off the goddamn head.

Dante, he's running out of a rag warehouse, two blocks at the end of Palm.

Fights are in progress.

Is he there now? Not sure.

JAX: 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? NERO: Like 15.

Been recruiting. Closer to 20. It's probably more, homes.

NERO: Right now we got four other guys, plus your crew.

No, that still leaves us a little light. JAX: Don't worry about that.

I got the cholo cavalry on the way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

That's for trying to steal our guns.

We're good here?

Yeah. Yep.

NERO: Ride with us. Come on.

[DOGS BARKING AND GROWLING]

MAN 1: Come on, ése, like that.

That's it.

MAN 2: Come on! MAN 3: Yeah.

MAN 4: Yeah. Get him. Get him, man. Get him.

[BARKING]

Take more, man?

Take a look around. Yeah.

[DOGS BARKING AND MEN SHOUTING]

MAN 5: Yeah!

[DOG YELPS]

[DOG YELPS]

[BARKING]

[YELPS]

MAN 6: Yeah!

[ALL CLAMORING]

MAN 7: That's right.

[DOG WHIMPERS]

MAN 8: Your dog represented.

Jackie.

Shit.

[FLIES BUZZING]

Ugh.

Ahh. You gotta be kidding me.

Hey-

I will blow your goddamn head off.

Who the hell are you, man? JAX: Tig!

Hey-

Look at this shit, brother. Look at this. This is so wrong.

That's not what we're doing here. Yeah.

Yeah.

Where is Dante?

Where's Dante, you piece of shit? Through there, man.

He uses one of the supply rooms as an office. Tiggy. Come on.

All right, get out of here. Leave the dog.

TIG: Take her inside. JAX: Go tell Nero, now.

PHIL: Yes, sir.

WOMAN: Of course. They can live with the case.

To be safe, my love.

Yes.

Always.

[MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

JAX: Put them down! Now! Now! Give it up!

Now, Dante.

Okay. HAPPY: Now, on the floor.

TIG: Don't move. Stay.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

JAX: Shit.

Change of plan. Come on. Go!

Don't let them get out!

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[THUGS SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

THUG: Shit, Mayans!

[MAYANS WHOOPING]

Dante! Hey, Chibs!

TIG: Turn around! Turn around! On your knees!

Shut them down!

JAX: Yo, here!

CHIBS: Argh!

[THUG SCREAMING]

He's running!

[SCREAMING]

[LAUGHING]

NERO: Yeah.

WOMAN: Shit.

NERO: Whoa!

DANTE: Oh, shit! Get me out of here.

[DANTE SCREAMING]

NERO: What? What?

CHIBS: Sorry about that. You okay?

That shit's gotta hurt.

[DOG GROWLING AND DANTE SCREAMING]

We should probably let him out. That would be the good Catholic thing to do.

[LAUGHING]

Thanks for the backup, bro.

Just embracing your new love for all things brown, ése.

[NERO SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Thank you, Marcus. It's all good, homes.

What are you gonna do with Dante?

Give that vato a ride out of town.

MAN 1 : Yes.

[CALLIOPE MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

MAN 2: Damn, homie.

[MUSIC STOPS]

Hey, mira, we're gonna need more quarters.

[ARCADIO WHOOPS THEN LAUGHS]

MAN 3: Yeah, you look fine, fool.

Yeah, I think pink's your color, huh?

[MUSIC RESUMES]

MAN 4: Yeah. MAN 5: Ride that shit.

Hey. I'm looking for Tara.

Oh, she went out for lunch. She has a 1:00. She'll be back a little bit before that.

Oh, okay.

Doctors at her new practice were trying to get ahold of her.

What doctors?

Providence practice.

I know she was waiting on their call.

You know about Oregon? Of course.

I know Jax is struggling with the timing of all of it.

I think it's a really good thing for the family.

Well, you should let Jax know...

...if Tara doesn't go now, they're gonna offer it to someone else.

It's a wonderful opportunity.

Okay. I'll let him know. Thanks.

Hey, babe.

Can we talk'?

JAX: Hm.

Will you give us a minute?

[SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

What's going on?

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?

Yeah.

Yeah.

You're still worried about all that shit that happened yesterday?

Yeah.

I guess I just need a little...

...clarity.

Look,babe.

Otto is gonna give his statement today.

Lowen is gonna figure out what our next move is...

...and we are gonna put this shit behind us.

That's the truth.

I promise.

What about Wendy?

[SIGHS]

Wendy'll back off.

How do you know?

She can't prove shit.

She's just a junkie. She's never gonna get custody.

[KNOCKING ON WINDOW]

CHIBS: Jackie.

JAX: Oh, Jesus Christ.

[SCOFFS]

[SIGHS]

What the hell is this? My promise.

County signed off on a special unit. Sons are classified as a gang.

Their criminal activity is a threat to the community.

So from now on, no cuts, no guns...

...no congregating outside your place of employment, understand?

Let me talk to you.

I thought we had an understanding. That all went away...

...when I found out that the guy responsible for killing my wife is skipping town...

...and I can't do anything about it.

So the least I can do is make sure that this doesn't happen again.

Who told you about Clay?

Well, that doesn't matter. We both know it's true.

Listen to me. You need to give me till the end of today.

If you're not happy, keep your army.

Why? What's happening today?

Nothing, if they're up my ass.

I kept my promise about Juice.

End of the day.

Wrap it up! Let's go, boys!

What the hell is going on? BOBBY: It's about the Nomad attacks.

It's handled.

Now, wait in the clubhouse.

Who the hell do you think you're talking to?

Huh?

"Wait inside."

JAX: Chucky, split.

[CHUCKY SPEAKS IN FRENCH]

Gang task force.

That can't be good. Yeah.

Our sheriff's a little upset that one of Rita's killers might be blowing out of town.

Now, how would he know all about Clay?

Small town.

Big mouths.

Found out what I could about Mr. Lee Toric.

What?

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 forced into early retirement.

The little sister...

...she was his only family.

GUARD: It'll be a minute.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

[CHUCKLING]

[CHUCKLES]

[BEEP]

Please state your name for the record.

[OTTO SCREAMING]

Jesus Christ.

[GRUNTING]

Guard.

[OTTO GROWLS]

Wow.

Way to commit, Otto.

[LAUGHING]

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.

Just came up. Bullshit.

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...

...the only place you're going is prison.

All I gotta do...

...is reach out to those investigators.

Tell them 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 gonna 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.

Unh!

[GRUNTING]

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.

[PHONE RINGING]

AUGUST: Yeah, go with that. Okay. MAN: Sounds good.

Hello. It's Jax.

Let him know I'm running a little late.

Is there a problem?

Not at all.

[DOG BARKS]

JAX: Hey.

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.

Where's Happy? We need him. JAX: Hold on.

Until we know if this gang task force is a bluff, we shouldn't travel more than two at a time.

I'll take Tig.

CHIBS: No, no, no.

No.

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

We'll handle it.

Let's go.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[OVER RADIO]: Oh, Lord, I'm fallin'

Yeah, I'm fallin' down

CLAY: You're early. GEMMA: Yeah.

Bag's in the car.

Juice. Got it.

Did you take care of everything? Yeah.

I'm ready.

TIG: It's quiet, man.

You sure this is the place?

I don't see any kennels or pens.

JAX: Yeah, this is the place.

Give me the piece.

What?

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!

[CARS APPROACHING]

Oh, no, no, no. No, Jax.

Come on.

Sorry, man.

TIG: You rat bastard.

Goddamn it!

Hey-

You made it on time.

Yeah.

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.

Right.

TIG: Brother.

You're giving me up to this asshole?

You saw what he did to Dawn. You know what?

She was screaming my name. She was going, "Daddy."

Shut him up. TIG: "Daddy."

Shut him up!

[GRUNTING]

Did you bring it?

DAMON: We sent one to Hale's lawyer as well.

JAX: 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.

DAMON: Leave him right there.

DAMON: Veronica.

That was her name.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNSHOTS]

JAX: Don't!

You stay down.

[DAMON CHUCKLING]

DAMON: Hey.

This was not our agreement, son.

JAX: No, 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.

[GASPING]

I'm sorry.

I couldn't tell you.

He would've picked up on something.

He could've killed me right away, bro.

But he didn't.

TIG: No, he didn't.

Yeah.

That's Clay's gun?

Yeah, it is.

Is that gonna be a problem for you?

No.

[SOBBING]

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 wanna find the body.

Wouldn't give a name. Just the address.

ROOSEVELT: Give the Holt station a heads-up.

Have Tores and Wilson meet us at the 20. Let's go.

CANE: Holy shit.

That's Damon Pope.

Yes, it is.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Call it in.

Eli Roosevelt.

How's your day?

Did you do this?

Step out of the garage.

ROOSEVELT: All right, I'm there.

Vent, halfway up the hill.

Yeah.

You're welcome.

ROOSEVELT: We got a weapon!

CANE: We got a weapon. Get up there.

He bit off his own tongue?

Apparently his way of not talking.

[LOWEN CHUCKLES]

Ever again.

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

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

Everything else they could charge you with is a misdemeanor.

Okay.

Should we do this another time?

No. 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 wanna review it?

No. No, I don't have to.

Okay. 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. No, I can do that.

Okay.

Thank you.

You know you can trust me, right?

We'd have confidentiality.

I appreciate that.

I'm fine.

All right.

I will follow up with Stockton tomorrow. Okay.

Let me know when Jax signs.

This is the last of the boxes.

I'll get more and finish up tonight. Move everything into storage next week.

Thanks, Juicy.

No problem, man.

CLAY: Now, I know it was you...

...who found that legal shit in the vent.

Why didn't you say something? Eh.

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.

Clay.

You gotta go.

You gotta leave now. You gotta get out of here.

You gotta split.

Take my bike. What are you talking about, son?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]

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.

Gemma.

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.

Do you understand the rights I just read to you?

We'll need you to come down to the station...

...give a formal statement.

[SIGHS]

AUGUST: 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 because I didn't want Trager to get suspicious.

Murder weapon, prints, motive.

You running late.

All fits together nicely.

What's that mean? You locked 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 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.

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.

[MOTORCYCLE RIDES OFF]

The bounty's 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.

[DOG WHIMPERS]

Aren't you?

I know what you did with Clay.

You know, I just talked to Juice...

...and Tig.

What did they say?

Nothing.

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's about being smart enough not to hurt him.

You had a chance to be different.

Heh.

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, ése, I'm not a casual girl.

Do you wanna be with me or not?

[CHUCKLES]

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?

Love?

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, Gem.

I know messy.

It's what I do best.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

LYLA: Sorry. Really?

Jax is here.

Speaking of messy.

Okay, Lyla. I'll be right there. Okay.

You should look after Carl and Carla.

They want you.

[LAUGHING]

WOMAN: Come with me.

MAN: You're the 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?

NERO: I don't know.

I don't know.

Those 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.

Because 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.

[JAX SCOFFS]

You shouldn't have attacked her, Jax.

Is that what this is?

You trying to teach me some kind of lesson?

Heh.

No.

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 wanna 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.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Now is not a good time.

Yeah, I know.

I need to speak to you for a second.

Are we good? Yeah. I sent the army home.

JAX: Then can we talk tomorrow? I'm not here for that.

I'm here for Tara.

JAX: What are you talking about? I have a warrant.

Conspiracy to commit murder.

Death of Pamela Toric.

[BABY CRYING]

You're under arrest, Dr. Knowles.

No.

No, no.

He's crying.

[JANE'S ADDICTION'S "SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL" PLAYING]

Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste

[SOBBING]

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a man's soul and faith

I was around when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain

Call Lowen.

I made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name

Oh, what's puzzling you ls the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank I held a general's rank

When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name

Ah, what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game

I watched with glee While your kings and queens

Fought for 10 decades For the gods they made

I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?"

When after all It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for the troubadours Who get killed before they reached Bombay

Hoo, who?

Hoo, who?

Hoo, who?

Hoo, who?

I'm here, baby.

Hoo, who?

Hoo, who?

Hoo, who?