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[ Squawks ] ♪♪ [ Stereo.. Woman Singing Ballad]

♪ The way down ♪ [ Clay Gasps ] Shit.

♪ To the bottom♪♪

Ow. Let me.

Come on . Let me do it.

[ Sig hs ]

[ Gru nts ]

Cortisone helping?

L ' m fine without it.

L know.

[ Gasps ]

[ Gru nts ] [ Sighs ] Good .

When you back? Tomorrow.

Be safe.

Thanks.

♪♪ [ Continues, lndistinct]

Maybe some time away will help you , hu h?

Getpast whatever this is.

Maybe.

What's the run? Blood d rive-

Ch ildren's Hospital in Eureka.

Sam Crow, commu nity servants.

That's what we' re all about, baby.

Yeah .

[Abel Crying]

Aw.

My boy. The master of timi ng .

L love you .

L love you too.

L got h im .

[ Sig hs ]

[ Crying Stops ]

[Footsteps Approaching]

[Jax] Here we go.

[ Cooing ] Here we go.

What?

L ' m you r old lady.

[ Laughs ]

Come on. Let's getyou some breakfast, huh ?

Getyou big and strong.

♪♪ [an Singing Rock, lndistinct]

[Man ] Have you got it all?

[Man 2] Yeah, we got everything we 're gonna need-beer, food.

Hey. Didn't know you were rid in' .

Clay wants me on the relay.

- Mary with the kids? - The kids are fine, Jax.

- [Motorcycle Revving, Backfiring] - Rig ht.

[ Chibs ] Ch itty Ch itty Bang Bang .

[Half-Sack] Hey, all right. [ Whistles ]

Hey, it's an old fat boy on an old fat boy.

- Sorry. - l thought you put that beast to sleep.

This fat boy ai n't even reached h is prime.

- Barely looks like it can reach the end of the lot. - Best bike for a long ride.

And l 'd put it up against any of you r pretty Dynas.

You h ittin' the gay rodeo on the way?

[Haif-Sack] Yee-haw! [ Opie ] lt's Captain Chaps.

- [Laughter] - Cowhide can take the man-hide.

[ Tig] Get in line, Brokeback.

[Half-Sack] Oh, man, really? [Jax] Shit!

Aw, goddamn , man . Come on . l gotta ride beh ind that thi ng?

Shut up. You shou ld be used to getting sprayed in the face, Prospect.

[Jax] Usuaily by Bobby. Eat me, Ch ibs.

The th ing is, l l ike a full scrote when l snack on someone.

- Tasty. - Oh , is that rig ht? Yeah .

Okay, wel l , pretty soon you can have that.

- Are you gonna spontaneously sprout a n ut? - [Jax] Boing.

No. [Jax] What, what, what, what?

- Gettin' a neuticle. - Gettin' a what?

[Bobby] You're gettin ' a musical? usical?

A fake ball . A neuticle. lt's an implant.

G ive me a sense of symmetry. Balance.

- [Laughter] - Are you for real?

Oh , yeah . l 'm j ust waitin' for the V.A. insurance to clear.

You' re getting a g lass ball? No, no.

lt's not g lass. lt's like a- What is it?

It feels real . Like, uh , soft, you know? Squ ishy.

Like, it's not- Like a real ball .

[ Mooing ]

L don't even know- Come on . l don't even know what that means.

[ Indistinct] lt's modern technology.

[ Chattering]

Try to be open here, okay? l 'll be gentle.

Okay, real mature, guys.

Yeah , you're a class act, Ch ibs.

- What? - You don't wan na know.

Really.

- Hey, Bobby. - Yeah?

Shouldergonna hold up ? Yeah , the shoulder's good .

Hey, uh, appreciate you takin ' care ofthe garage while l'm gone.

- No problem . - Tel l the boys they can log some O.T.

- l don't wan na get bu ried . - l'll keep an eye on her.

l , uh- l know she's been- She's fi ne.

You j ust worry about the cars.

They got my ful l attention .

What do you say, Prez? Let's go save the children .

- [ Cheeri ng ] - Come on , boys!

♪♪ [Rock Beat]

[ Shouting, Cheering]

[Man ] ♪ We 're going riding♪

♪ ln the neighborhood♪

[ Car Alarm Beeping ] ♪ We 're gonna be free, yeah♪♪

♪♪ [ Continues, lndistinct]

[Man ] ♪ Riding through this world♪

♪ All alone♪

♪ God takes your soul♪

♪ You're on your own ♪

♪ The crow flies straight♪

♪ A peect line♪

♪ On the devil's bed♪

♪ Untilyou die♪

♪ Gotta look this life♪

♪ ln the eye♪♪

♪♪ [Rock Beat]

[an ] ♪ Mmm, yeah ♪

♪♪ [an Singing, lndistinct]

♪♪ [Fades, Ends ]

M il itary surplus as cover- Wish we thoug ht of that.

- It's Edmond . Boy's a gen ius. - [ Chibs ] Oh, yeah ?

Must take after his mother.

Obviously.

- [ Clay] How do we carry? - Ten guns in each .

Roll it up. Strap it on .

J ust a biker with a bedroll .

Six riders, five doZen . That's a good hau l .

Runs are set up for the next three months. One every two weeks.

We try to cover as many runs as we can with charity rides.

Cops never mess with us when we 're. . . serving humanity.

Rest ofthe time, travel in twos, stay offthe main roads-

Shou ld be no problem .

The 32- Real pleased the way th is worked out with Sam Crow.

Well , you tell the scabby fence boys...

l ' m al l about the cause.

You can tell 'em you rself. [ Cameron ] Edmond.

J immy O, some of the Falcarrag h crew...

mig ht be comin' stateside, time allows.

[ Speaking l rish Dialect ]

Their day will come.

[ Telephone Ringing]

Oh , sh it.

Yeah? Hold on .

- Mail . - J ust drop it there.

Anything l can do?

H u nt down the keys to the gold Sebring . Sure, darlin '.

Right th is way, sweet cheeks.

Thanks. H mm .

♪♪ [Radio.. an Singing Rock, Faint]

[ lndistinct Conversations ]

Good morni ng .

You looking for Sherman's?

They closed last month .

Hope it wasn't a retu rn .

Sorry, ma'am .

[ No Audible Dialog ue ]

[ Horn Honks ]

[ Woman ] 'Scuse me. Are you leaving?

[Horn Honks ]

- [Brakes Screech ] - [ Horn Honks ]

Are you leaving , or what?

[ Horn Honks ]

- [ Hammer Cl icks ] - Oh , sh it!

♪♪ [id-tempo Heavy etal Beat]

[Man ] ♪ Now♪

[ Engine Backfiring ]

- [ Ti res Squeal ing ] - [ Yells ]

- Come on ! - [ Backfires ]

[ Groans ]

- [ Tires Squealing] - Oh , sh it!

[ Clay ] Hey! Who's down?

[ Half-Sack ] Tig ! Tig !

Tig , you al l right? Sh it, Tig . Tig !

[ Car Door Opens ]

l got a distu rbing call from a woman .

Says you pu lled a g un on her. [ Laughs ]

Yeah .

That's it? J ust. . . yeah?

L d idn't shoot her.

Wh-What the hell am l supposed to do with that?

You gon na h it a bank or someth ing?

It's what they were weari ng . Who?

Oh , Jesus.

Yeah , someone d ropped it in our mailbox today-

in the Sherman's bag .

They're just trying to rattle you .

Sherman's. Holy sh it. Zobelle.

Look, l ' m sorry about the g u n .

Come on . Lemme- Lemme take you home.

There's somethin' l gotta do. [ Engine Starts ]

l 'll be okay. Whoa, whoa , whoa. Wan na g ive me the g un?

Sure. l ' ll retu rn it later.

He's stable. Get h im to Admitti ng .

- Sorry, man . - You just get patched u p.

We 'li come by after the drop.

l ' m gonna shove that bike so far up you r ass-

Gon na be just. . . fine.

You tend to his every beck and call.

Wipe h is goddamn ass, if that's what he wants you to do.

Call Piney. Tell him we got two bikes down . Gon na need the flatbed .

That's you . Call Pi ney.

L got it. l can take it.

L said l got it.

What the hel l are you talkin' about, you can't take him?

Mr. Trager has basic coverage.

He can only be admitted to a hospital in his plan.

He's bleedin' in your hallway.

L ' m sorry. We'll have to transfer h im to Red Bluff.

He's stable enoug h to travel .

How about you give h im some pain meds?

L can g ive h im some Advil .

He's got a gash the size of you r attitude on his leg .

Got enough Advil for that?

How much longer? There's good news and bad news.

You're stable enough to travel .

What do you mean? Travel where?

Well , that's the bad news. We gotta move you to another hospital .

- H . M .O . bu llsh it! - Ch rist. Come on .

Stitch me u p!

Sons of bitches!

Call Red Bluff. We need this guy sh uttled- Qu icker, the better.

Okay. [Man On P.A. ] Orderly to the blood bank.

Hey, it's me. Ru n th is name throug h you r database?

Alexander Trager.

[ Bell Dings ]

♪♪ [P.A. .. Classical]

Oh , Ch ief.

We're, u h , not open for a few days,

but is there someth ing l can help you with?

Not looki n' for smokes.

L know who you are. What you do.

If you're referring to the League of American Nationalists-

l ' m not talkin' about what you do with a su it and tie.

L 'm talki ng about what you do with the rubber masks.

L 'm afraid you have me at a loss.

Thi ngs work themselves arou nd .

You r time will come.

That sounds like a threat.

Charming's a special town .

Not many folks take to it.

L like to think the town chooses its occupants.

Right ones stay,

wrong ones disappear.

L hate Kaiser.

Oh , sh it. That bitch still has you r insu rance card .

L got it.

Where the hell is that deadbeat hospital?

Find out. What do you want me to do?

Find out. Ask who's ever in there.

Clay said your task is to be my bitch .

He d id? Yeah . l got one req uest.

You leave that piece-of-sh it fat boy on the side of the road .

Dude, that is my- Side of the road .

That is my baby. That is the first bike- No. You almost killed me.

- [ Men Shouting ] - Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Get up. On you r knees.

- Get off me! - Jesus!

Goddamn it! Bobby!

- Tig ! Tig ! - Watch my leg , you dick.

- Don't worry. We' ll find you . - Bobby! Bobby!

[ Half-Sack] Shit!

[ Backfires ] Damn bike.

Follow 'em!

Don 't lose him.

[ Clay ] Where the hell were you guys?

And you just let 'em-

No, no. Youjust wait there.

You've done enough goddamn damage today.

- What? - Bounty hunters-

J ust picked up Tig .

What the hell for? They didn 't stop to say.

Half-Sack's trai lin' 'em . Jesus Christ.

How does that happen?

- Ask the Jew in leather. - Cou ld have been the hospital .

Bou nty h unters' ll pay admins to cal l in names on nefarious types.

If Tig had an outstanding warrant, l'd know about it.

Mig ht be out of state. Bou nty's big enough , they could be hau li n' h is ass to Mai ne.

- We gotta go after h im . - We got a del ivery to make.

Hey, the bondsmen have nojurisdiction.

There's noth in' to stop us takin' him back. What's stoppin' us...

is six bedrolls fu ll of illegal handg u ns.

We go aer him now, we got a chance.

- He crosses state l ines- - Tig was here, he'd vote to deliver the g u ns.

We dump the bedrolls somewhere safe. Relay gets pushed by a few hou rs.

We're goin' .

- Maybe we should cal l a vote. - Vote all you want.

L 'm delivering the gu ns. [ Eng ine Starts ]

[ Engine Catches, M isses ]

Goddamn it. Sh it!

L got it. l got it.

[ Gru nts ]

- [Jax] On three. - Ready?

Some days l can't even get my d ick outta my pants.

That's what prospects are for.

[ Laughs ]

Yeah .

You all rig ht?

Fami ly?

L g uess.

The road helps.

Reminds me of why l signed up for all th is bu llsh it in the first place.

Amen , bro.

We gotta go get Tig .

This th ing between you and Jax-

l don't know what it is, but it's pulling focus from what we are.

L 'm with you either way.

He okay?

He j ust needs to know we've got h is back.

Let's go get Tig .

[Engines Start]

[ Woman On P.A. ] Dr. Evans to first floor lounge.

- l got you r page. - Ch ief U nser is looking for you .

Is everyth ing okay?

You tell me.

You seem to get a lot of visitors, both sides of the law.

Dr. Pillman, 5-3-0-7.

Chief?

Didn't mean to pu ll you away from anyth ing .

What is it?

Gemma. Someth ing happen?

She's. . . out of sorts.

It's a matter of time before she h urts someone.

Herself.

But l 'm not sure how to help her.

She has to talk to somebody about what happened .

L tried .

You care about her.

Known her since she was 1 2 .

[ Ch uckles ] Me and Emi ly Koza is the ones...

that tried to talk her out of run ning away.

She split when she was 1 6 .

Came back 1 0 years later with a baby and a motorcycle club.

Sort of like you did , except without the baby and such .

Yeah .

You and Jax seem to be doing okay.

Yeah . We' re trying to figu re it out.

What do you . . . make of us?

The doctor and biker.

Seen stranger pairings.

Uh, excuse me.

Cardio-respi ratory tech is looking for you . Thank you .

Don't th in k on it too hard , Doc.

Come across somethi n' don't make you miserable,

enjoy it.

[ Indistinct Conversation ]

You guys take a break.

[ L ndistinct ] lt's al l good .

[ Cell Phone Ringing]

[ Beeps ]

[ No Audible Dialog ue ]

[ Gru nts ]

[ Sniffs ]

No one's gonna tell me why l got scooped up?

Noth in'?

No small talk? No "H undred Bottles of Beer on the Wall"?

"Row, Row, Row Your Boat"?

Wow.

[ Sig hing ] Wow. Okay.

L 'll start.

L ' m guessin' you played col lege ball there, baldy.

Offensive line.

Too much of a pussy to make the pro,

- and too stupid to graduate. - Sh ut you r mouth , asshole.

Oh , you are clearly in it because of you r aggression issues.

- You hear what he said? - And you' re at least half a fag .

You' re probably in love with h im , and this job-

[ Lisping ] lt's your way of staying close.

- [ Groans ] - Knock it off!

We don 't collect if we bring him in beaten.

lt's Oregon .

Oregon?

L 've got noth ing outstand ing in Oregon . 2001-

Assau lt and indecent exposure inside a livestock tranSport. [ Ch uckles ]

Sh it!

Thoug ht that got squashed . Nope.

You skipped on a 40 , 000 bond .

Sick bastard. [ Sighs ]

You're dyin ' to ask me, aren 'tyou?

Go ahead .

- Bet you got half a stiffie, Oprah . - Gag h im .

- M mm . - [ Man Groans ]

Jesus Christ! Break it up!

Okay, okay.

- Aaah ! [ Groans ] - Crazy son of a bitch .

- Get him outta here now. - Get off of me!

Get me outta here. [ Gru nting ]

[ Tig Groaning ]

[ Groans ]

[ Laugh ing ] What are you- What are you hittin' me for?

L was cooperatin' .

Sh it.

[Laughing]

Whoo!

Where are the bounty hunters ?

They got Tig maybe two mi les down the road at a hotel .

Talk to Gemma?

L tried to get ahold of her...

and let her know l was comin' up here, but nothin' .

Where the hell is she? l don't know.

You r old lady doesn't take ki ndly to people prying into her sh it.

Yeah .

L , u h- l had Dog and Clayton lock the place up...

in case she doesn't get back.

All right. Hey.

Thanks, old man .

Su re.

They got Tig in a motel about two miles down the road . Fou r of 'em .

- Sporting heavy hardware. - First floor, Room 1 2 .

Why did they stop at a motel? l don 't know.

They beat the shit out of Tig on the side of the road . The motel was the next stop.

That crazy prick must've provoked 'em .

- Can't bring h im in beat up to a pu lp. - So they' re patchin' him u p.

A'ig ht, let's go handle th is. They hit a motel .

They got a long ride ahead of them . They're gonna be there for a wh ile.

Call up the ru n .

Tell the boys from Tacoma, get back down here.

That's gonna take hours. We gotta do this now.

No. He's rig ht.

We don't know how long they' re gonna keep h im there. l n broad daylig ht?

This is the way we stay off the radar, rig ht?

We're gon na be doi n' ru ns up here every two weeks- with a blanket ful l of gu ns.

And bringi n' five more g uys into the mix is gon na make it low-profile?

We wait until dark. Somebody goes out for food-

We don't know they're gonna be here after dark.

We got eight on fou r. You heard Bobby.

They're armed to the teeth . We have no idea what kind of firepower they're sittin' on .

We got handgu ns. We got su rprise.

Call the guys. Call a vote.

You don't cal l a vote. Don't lay you r goddamn hands on me!

Hey, you two, come on ! Everybody's fried .

And it's my fau lt. l got Tig hu rt.

Stupid shit.

But everybody's got to calm down.

H uh?

Have a smoke. Take a walk.

Everybody, clear you r head . [ Engine Starts ]

Where you goin'? You wanna get th is done, j ump on the back.

Th is is bad . l got a feeling it's about to get worse.

- Chibs, Sack, come on! - What's up?

Shit kickin' . l 'm in .

Whoa.

[ Clay] Where the hellyou goin '?

♪♪ [Heavy etal Beat] Sh it!

[ Sig hs ] Got worse quick.

We have a plan here? Ask the old man .

All rig ht, hang on , guys.

Well , it's a simple plan .

Shit! Arm up, lad ies.

Yeah !

♪♪ [an Singing, lndistinct]

- [ Ch ibs ] Let's go! - Don't move!

[ Chibs ] Or we 'll blowyour balls off!

Hey, g uys. Listen , l gotta tell ya-

lt's been a lot of fu n . Really gotta go. This is my ride.

L j ust wan na thank you for everything .

And hopefully we can do it again sometime.

[ Ch ibs ] Go! Go!

[ Half-Sack] Go, go! Go!

[Laughing]

[ No Audible Dialog ue ]

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Hello? Hey, buddy.

Good. How was practice ?

Oh , that's awesome, Cliffy.

L toldyou- You focus, shit happens, right?

Yeah . Absol utely.

Should be.

Well , you help you r brother with that.

[Laughs ]

Cli, just get it done.

All right, buddy. All right.

See you later.

[ Car Door Closes ]

[Engine Starts ]

[ Sig hs ]

[ Car Drives Off]

You th ink l got a death wish?

Sounds like some crazy shit, brother.

- No comment? - J ust a little cautious, l guess.

Not sure what l say ai n't gon na land in Clay's ear.

- What the hell does that mean? - You tell me, bro.

Don't drag me into whatever bu llsh it you got goin' on with step-daddy, all right?

Yeah .

L know you' re pissed , but the guys were right this time.

That motel was a qu ick stop.

L would have been in Oregon by the end of the day. Take him to St. Thomas.

Hopefu lly that's in you r plan .

You know, this isn 't on Jax. lt was my idea.

J ust have to blame it on the, u h ,

dementia .

[Laughs ]

Oh , sh it.

Gon na be a long ride, Tigger.

Got another straw?

There you go.

Guys are one short. Yeah , we laid a bike down outside of Chico.

We got all the cargo though .

L fig ured it'd be Tig . l s he whole?

Yeah . We' re perfect.

All right, guys, pack it up.

[Man ] Hey, all cool, brother.

[Man 2] Right.

Right. Yeah, man.

Rig ht on .

Cool.

[Man ] They're good.

Strap those on tight.

[Knocking]

[ Wayne ] Gemma ? [Knocking]

lt's Wayne.

Hey.

Hey.

Oh , yeah . Right.

You do know the serial nu mber's been ground off that.

[ Scoffs ] Anonymity suits me.

Prefer it did n't end up in your bag again .

Not su re l can make that promise.

L got no idea how to help you , Gemma .

All l can do is my job.

L ain't gon na let noth in' else bad happen to you .

Yeah .

Okay.

N ight. N ight.

[Door Shuts ]

[ Chattering , Laugh ing ]

[ Woman ] Whoo! ♪♪ [Rock]

Easy there, darlin' .

That one 's got a glass ball.

lt's actually a crystal ball .

Allows me to see the futu re of my penis.

How's that workin' out for you?

It's doi n' pretty good .

You roll a shitty-assed]oint.

A masterpiece.

We get back, l 'm gon na lock Jax and Clay in a room .

Gotta work th is sh it out. lt's more than that.

Jax has gotta get over his dead daddy shit.

Boilocks. Clay can 't deal with the fect he 's gettin ' older...

and the kid's pushin' h im out.

Clay's not goin' anywhere.

L did n't know what the old man was up to till we were crashin' through .

L don't give a shit about today.

Where does th is go tomorrow?

Next week?

Where's what go?

You r need to undermi ne my every goddamn play.

L got no need to undermine you .

Things l cal l out are about the club. Nah .

About you and me.

Yeah . Maybe they are.

Guess l gotta get right with you-

Whatyou did.

Yeah .

You do.

Well , you got decades of experience.

Why don't you tel l me how l do that?

How l get right with you tryin' to kill a brother behi nd the club's back-

You r little trigger boy blowin' an innocent woman's head off?

Well ,

you're gon na have to figu re that out for you rself, Son .

But...

l 'd do it soon .

'Cause if you mention Donna or the incident agai n ,

l ' ll kill ya.

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