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Previously on Sons of Anarchy:

What the hell happened last night?

Teller indicated it was about ending a relationship.

My guess, he pissed off his supplier.

IRA. They love to blow up shit.

The council is prepared to offer you terms for your betrayal.

Clay will be handling the distribution of our guns in Northern California.

You wanted out, that includes profit as well.

I'll cut Connor and your other guys loose.

They're still alive? I told you, I didn't want a war.

I might need your help. I'm filing for divorce.

Asking for full custody.

Who gets the boys if you go inside?

Hey. I heard about the explosion.

Is everyone else okay? Gemma?

Check up on her. Build the trust. Yeah, okay.

What's your connection to Nero?

Nero was the one who took me in.

Kept the wolves from my door.

I know you want to find leverage to tie Nero and the Sons to your school shooting.

But he did not kill Erin Byrne. We won't know that until we get the DNA.

Padilla gets processed. Murder charge sticks.

Time to go 'hood, sister.

Tell your lawyer I'm moving up the trial three weeks.

And I'll be prosecuting the case myself.

See you in court, doctor.

I gotta get out of here, Jax.

It's just too much anxiety in my first trimester.

You've been recruiting for Samcro? Yeah. Quinn, Montez and West.

Because I love this club.

And I love you.

All my days I have been searchin'

To find out what this life is worth

Through the books and bibles of time

I've made up my mind

I don't condemn, I don't convert

This is the calling, have you heard?

Bring all the lovers to the fort

'Cause no one is gonna lose their soul

Love is my religion

Now you can take it or leave it

You don't have to believe it

I don't want to fight

Hey, let's go fly a kite

Oh, there's nothing we can't cure

And I'll keep you in my arms for sure

So don't let nobody stop us

Free spirits have to soar

With you, I share this gift

The gift that we now know

Oh, oh

Love is my religion

Love is my religion

Yes, it is

Love is my religion

You can take it or leave it

You don't have to believe it

Love is my religion

Love is my religion Yes, it is

Love is my religion

And I'll take you to the temple tonight

Three months, up front.

Appreciate you letting us set up here.

How long do you need it?

I'm not sure.

Still don't know if we're gonna be able to rebuild at T-M.

Might be a total teardown.

Bombs will do that.

The whole town is spooked, Jax.

There's a council meeting next week.

Folks are talking about how to get rid of the MC.

Good thing the mayor has veto power.

Yeah, for a minute.

Shit went down with Charming Heights. I'm done after this term.

That means you got, uh...

...about three months to buy some good will.

I know.

If this block wasn't half-empty, I'd never be able to get you in here.

It's half-empty because you're buying them all out for 50 cents on the dollar.

So who's the real bad guy here?

Yeah, might be me.

I thought I was bringing opportunity to the city.

Where are we at with our opportunity?

We'd be breaking ground next month if Damon Pope hadn't been murdered.

By your president.

No. Former president.

Pope Enterprises is still on board.

Yeah, but the transfer of power has slowed everything down.

Your maintenance contracts don't kick in until the equipment's rolling.

And that might be another six months.

Okay.

Thanks.

Hi.

Those the files? Yes. This should be everything.

Okay.

Oh.

Thank you.

You okay? Yeah.

I'm sorry about the trial.

Pushed up everything. It's moving so fast.

It's okay.

Thank you.

I know I've put a lot on you.

Things I've had no right to ask.

We've been through a lot together, Tara.

I know you. I have been where you are.

I thought a lot about this last night...

...and I can imagine how extreme it must feel to you.

But you have to stay focused on the big picture.

Dire circumstances require desperate measures.

Yes, they do.

Jax, I think we're close.

Let's do it.

Let's set up.

Home is where the reaper is.

Let's get the guys up here.

Yeah.

Ms. Rodriguez, I assume you've fully explained the charge to your client?

I think we're all up to speed.

You think?

It's not that complicated.

A young prostitute turns up dead--

Escort. Yes. DNA evidence found in his truck.

The physical evidence doesn't match up with my client's whereabouts at the time.

We have alibis...

...including a priest.

Ah, and a biker queen.

They cancel each other out, don't you think?

Hmm, are you here to make an offer...

...or you just gonna insult Mr. Padilla?

Your client is a repeat felon.

His rap sheet is filled with gangbanging, assault, drug charges--

All of which happened more than a decade ago.

Yes.

Now he's a legitimate businessman. Running a brothel that fronts as an escort service.

Everything I do is legal.

Even murder? I didn't kill her.

Enough. We're done here. No, we're not.

I'm willing to trade your murder for five others.

I want Jax Teller and the Sons of Anarchy.

Testify that the MC sold you the KG-9 that wound up in the hands of Matthew Jennings...

...and you'll walk away.

Back to your legit business.

And more importantly, your son.

This will be my one and only offer. You have 24 hours.

Welcome to the new clubhouse.

I wanted our first order of business to be voting in our new patches.

Before I do that, I think it's only fair they know exactly where the club is at.

As far as the Irish go...

...it looks like the peace is real.

We're gonna cut Connor loose today.

Make sure everything moves forward with Clay.

Bobby can walk us through our sad financials.

They are pretty sad, I'm afraid.

It's gonna be a while before we get the green light to open T-M.

And once we do, my guess is it's gonna be pretty slow for a while.

As far as the maintenance contract for Charming Heights goes...

...looks like that is not gonna happen until the fall.

So we have Diosa.

It helps.

But we are paying Nero back straight out of the profits...

...so just ain't putting out much.

Colette and her girls are a little spooked...

...by Nero's bullshit arrest.

So the Diosa expansion in Stockton's on hold until I can convince her otherwise.

Let's just keep looking for ways to earn that don't put us in the fire.

If you guys come up with any ideas, please, bring them to the table.

You guys good with all that?

Good. Yeah. I get it.

I'm good, brother.

Okay. Allesandro Montez...

...Orlin West, Rane Quinn. Letters are good.

They're free to jump charters.

All in favor of making these three men Redwood Original.

Yeah! Yeah!

Opposed?

Welcome to Samcro, boys.

Yeah!

Yeah. Nice work.

Quinn, welcome to the Crow, man.

Quinn.

There's one more name I wanna put on the table.

Rat Boy. It's been almost a year since he put on the prospect patch.

I think he's shown us a lot.

He's smart, he's loyal, fearless, works like a dog.

And unlike you gossip whores, he knows when to shut up.

As his sponsor, I think he deserves a full patch.

So all in favor of making George Skogstrom a member of Redwood Original.

Yeah! Yeah!

Opposed?

Go get him.

Hey, Rat!

Hey! Get your skinny ass up here!

Yeah?

Sit down.

At the table? No, on my dick.

Yeah, at the table.

Take off the cut.

On the table.

I need you to cut off that prospect rocker.

Hey.

Replace it with this, young brother.

Yeah! You ready? You ready?

You're in, son. Thanks, brother.

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

You know my VP, Chibs. Hey, how you doing?

Bobby Munson, my consigliere.

Good to see all you again, gentlemen. You too.

Glad everyone's whole.

You weren't kidding about things getting messy with the Irish.

Yeah, we were lucky.

Well, what happened?

Historical shit. They are very pissed off.

Losing distribution? Yeah.

And my suggestion about how to fill the void.

Heh, I guess the Irish Kings aren't as racially open-minded as the MC.

Yeah. Aye, something like that.

How do we fix that problem?

We're working on something.

I'll bring you in the loop as soon as I know more.

Connor Malone. Irish number two, stateside.

- Cutting his ass loose? - Yeah.

Tired of blood for blood.

You're learning, son. Yes, he is.

I'll wait to hear from you.

Good luck.

Pretty soon.

How'd that go?

He understands. For now.

I'm sending you home.

My guys will drive you up the coast.

Kings are sending someone to meet you in Mendocino.

I'm glad to hear that.

August Marks.

One of the reasons your crew tried to blow us to hell.

Tell Galen I'm honoring his demands.

We'll run the guns through Clay.

But we all know that plan is a risk.

If it falls through, I want the Kings to know that Marks is still willing to distribute.

Tell them that.

Aye.

I'll pass it along.

You two. Make sure they get there whole.

We will.

See you tomorrow, boys. Let's go.

Filip.

Thank you.

Don't thank me, Con.

I want you dead.

He's the reason you're alive.

Let's go.

Your lawyer offer any hope?

She's advising me to take a deal.

She said proving that I was set up is, uh...

...a fight that I probably can't win or afford.

Shit.

What's the deal she wants you to take? What do you think?

Patterson wants the gun source.

Got a day to decide.

What you gonna do?

Padilla, one minute.

I'm gonna think about you.

New perfume? Heh. Heh.

No. Not mine.

It's a friend of yours. Venus.

She came by Diosa-- Oh, you met my girl, ha, ha.

She came by with a client?

No. A shiner.

She got some kind of family problems. Her mother.

Alice? Shit. What now?

Oh, honey, you've got enough on your plate. No. Venus, she's familia.

What happened, Gem?

Oh, I guess, um...

...Alice got custody of Venus' nephew, and she's worried about the kid.

Her nephew? Yeah. Joey.

- Oh. - Time's up, Padilla.

Jesus Christ, that's....

Let's go. Watch it.

Gemma, you gotta get that kid away from Alice. Okay?

She's bad. She's gonna hurt that boy.

Let's go! Seriously, ask Jax to help Venus.

Okay? You do that for me?

Yeah, yeah. Okay.

Come on. Please.

DNA from Toric's room could be back as early as tomorrow afternoon.

Nero's lawyer will be all over it.

I'll press the O.G. for his decision before then.

You think he'll bend? I doubt it.

Didn't factor in Teller's mother.

Ties are twisted tight in that bunch. Doctor won't budge, either.

Need someone from outside the family circle.

You know, I followed Teller and Padilla to a house in Stockton the other day.

Seaport. Bumped into an ex-cop, Barosky.

Oh. What did that shark want? Wasn't too happy that I was cruising the block.

Think he was headed to the same house.

He runs the port, doesn't he? He thinks he does.

Charlie Barosky is a product of every slimy loophole in our criminal justice system.

Look into him.

Maybe there's a connection with MC or the Byzlats.

Oh.

Maybe she's here for the banana split.

Hi, baby.

Why?

She came to Diosa looking for Nero.

Family problem. She needs help.

Then let her family handle it.

Nero is inside because of us, Jax.

He asked us to help her. We owe him.

Mom, we are on everyone's radar right now.

We gotta keep the circle closed.

She's in trouble.

Venus is like family to Nero.

And he's family to me. So just hear her out.

So I have this nephew.

He's 15 years old, he's a sensitive thing.

His mother passed while I was away, and I've just become aware--

Wait. Your sister? Yes, my sister, Lula.

And the boy, Joey...

...um, has fallen into the very precarious care of my mother, Alice.

She unfortunately was documented as the next of kin.

Yeah, Nero says she's really bad news.

Alice is a 24-hour network of bad news.

Abuse abounds within the walls of that house.

What kind of abuse?

Um, the kind that never leaves you.

Ah, I was, um, 10 years old...

...when my inclinations began to dominate my gender direction.

And my mother, Alice...

...she would get me drunk, and, um....

And lovingly try to, uh, straighten me out, heh.

Um, I....

Her husband at the time began filming the experiment.

And, uh, that's when it all began.

I was, um...

...before long, having more sex than my hooker mama.

And, uh, in turn helped her launch a very, very...

...lucrative child pornography service.

Needless to say, young Vincent Noon...

...did not want to host many slumber parties when he was a child.

Ah, Jesus Christ.

I tried to reason with my dear mother yesterday...

...in hopes of getting Joey out of there.

But I did not possess the adequate resources to convince her.

How big is your mother?

Oh, she's of a similar build.

Although gravity has not been her friend.

It was her latest spousal diversion, however, who showed me the door.

Miss Alice has the uncanny ability of attracting consorts...

...who are equal parts dim and dangerous.

Do dim and dangerous have friends? A few.

Of equal size and intelligence.

So, darling, what should we do with your nephew once we get him out?

He can emancipate in a few months.

And I have some dear friends in Seattle who can watch him until then.

Boys, I'm sorry, but I'm....

I'm literally at your mercy.

Hey.

I guess I'm just a sucker for a pretty face.

Oh, Jackson.

Jackson, thank you.

Thank you so much.

It would deny Gemma any kind of custody or unsupervised visitation.

Can she fight this? She can try.

Some of it's creative language, but most is based on legal precedent.

If the parents deem a grandparent unfit...

...they can petition for their exclusion from the child's upbringing.

Good.

This has no weight without the signatures of both parents.

I know.

And, uh, you think Jax will sign it?

Yes, I do.

Oh, hey, doc. Hi.

Sorry, I didn't know you were-- No, it's okay.

Hello, counselor. Mr. Unser.

If you need anything, leave me a message. I'll be in court the rest of the day.

Thank you.

Thanks for coming by. Oh, yeah, sure.

How can I help you, sweetheart?

Come on.

I'm gonna go check on the boys.

Okay.

You still friends with that city clerk in Lodi? Yeah.

Why?

I need to get a restraining order.

- Thank you, Roda. - You're welcome.

Fresh baked.

Thanks. Glad to see you're up and running. Heard about the drive-by.

Yeah. Thank God that kind of shit is a rarity in this neighborhood.

Ha, ha. That's right. Thanks to you.

Charlie supplements his retirement funds by acting as a bit of a regulator.

I'm a river to my people.

Do those people include Jax Teller and Nero Padilla?

What do you want?

Padilla was arrested yesterday for the murder of one of his girls.

And I know Teller's crew supplied the KG-9 that was used at the Aquino shooting.

Why you talking to me? Come on.

You might have been dirty, but you were a very smart cop.

There's no direct line to the MC. I need leverage.

So press the O.G.

Right now, he's feeling a little loyal.

We checked the city records...

...found out about Diosa del Sur.

Padilla and Teller applied for an escort license in your hood.

At the house I saw them at the other day.

I'm aware. That don't mean I'm involved. Then get involved.

Because I need something and you're gonna get it for me.

Really? Now how the hell am I gonna do that?

Because you're a scumbag.

You'll have no problem finding dirt.

And if you don't, I'm gonna spend my ever-dwindling resources...

...inconveniencing every last one of your retirement funds.

Hey. Wait here.

Lead the way. I hate this house.

Come here, darling.

You're a very kind person, Gemma.

Thank you.

Oh, Christ. No, no, no, Fabio.

Lady wants a word. We're here for Joey.

Alice!

Hey, Joey. Tranny's back.

Venus. Brought friends.

Alice! What are you playing?

Stop shouting. I can hear you.

Oh, Lord Jesus.

Are we really gonna play this game, Vincent?

Joey, go to your room.

Why? Do what your grandma says.

Joey, you need to come with me. I'm supposed to be staying with Grandma.

This is not a safe place for you.

Don't listen to the mutation, Joey. It'll fill your head with lies.

I'm telling you the truth. Okay, baby?

I want you to take my hand. We need to go.

Aunt Venus will explain everything. Be very careful, Aunt Venus.

Telling the truth, that can unravel so many ugly things.

Mama, don't.

Please.

Don't do this today. Not here, please.

- Don't ever touch me. - Back off!

Gun!

What was that? Why does he have a gun? Shut up and move.

Where we going?

- Get off of me. - Stay, or I'll cut you.

Boys, stop it.

She's getting away.

Let's go.

You ain't ever getting your son back, you ladyboy freak.

What's he talking about? Will you go, please?

Just go. Go left.

The truth. Now.

His mother, Lula, she was my best friend.

I was 21 and still discovering my womanhood...

...when we both got drunk and coiled into a clumsy act of confused love.

Joey was the result.

Lula raised him in Seattle.

I would send money every month.

Aunt Venus would visit whenever she could.

Why didn't you tell us he was your son? An agreement we both accepted.

We didn't want him to know.

He is your son. I'm aware.

Oh, let's go, let's go.

Look, he's a boy with some troubles. A bit of a half-formed soul.

Confusing him with the reality of his father turned auntie...

...didn't seem like the right thing to do. Aah!

Goddamn it.

Jesus Christ. Venus.

Ha!

Go, now.

I'm sorry. The hell, baby?

Shit.

Are you okay? Yeah.

Mom, are you all right? Yeah, I think so.

How you doing, darling? Overheated, but in one piece.

What the hell is the matter with you?

I'm sorry, Jackson. I'm afraid Vincent's rage has become uncorked.

Well, at the risk of where this might go, please put the cork back in.

Okay. We better get out of here.

They lost a plate.

Call Barosky, see if he can pull an address. Because...?

We lost Alice, it's the only chance we're gonna get at finding this kid.

You mean you're still gonna help me even after all that?

No more Vincent. No more Vincent. I promise. I promise.

You take Gemma home.

We'll see if this goes anywhere.

You sure? Yeah.

All right, you keep my boys safe. I will, sweet mama.

Thank you, Gemma.

Thank you. Come on, let's go, sweetheart.

Not quite the day you were expecting, eh, boss?

Uh, no, brother, it's not.

Ha, ha. There you go. Let me smell.

There you go. Oh.

Do you like it? Snot Joe.

Ready? Yeah, he likes it.

We need to do this-- Okay. I know. Just....

What?

Time for that meeting.

Yeah, okay.

Hey there.

Uh, everything all right?

Yeah.

Did you have any luck? Yeah.

Here's the, uh, DV-100.

Just needs the offending party's signatures.

I'll run it back.

Thank you.

Wanna tell me who it is that, uh, needs restraining?

I need to know what you're doing, Tara. You will.

It'll all make sense.

Bye-bye, Mommy.

I'm afraid to ask.

That's good, because I really don't have an answer.

Registered to Happy Carousel, Suite 119.

Do you know this place? Happy Carousel?

Uh, no. No, but that was the name of their portrait studio.

Jesus Christ.

Carousel is only happy when the kids ride naked.

Three. One, two, three.

Hey, hey, hey. Venus.

Joey. Joey. Joey.

Joey. Joey.

Baby?

She drugged him.

Tig, check the rooms. Hey, baby, come on.

Aunt Venus is here.

Editing home movies.

- Do you want some water? - Please.

Will you see if they have a napkin or something?

Hey, baby.

Jackie.

Heads up. Visitors.

Come on.

- In. - In.

Get in, you piece of shit.

In. Hey, whoa, whoa, man. Wait.

We ain't armed.

Well, aren't you resourceful?

No, no, Venus. What the hell?

Oh, Venus.

Come on, darling.

Don't do it, baby.

Put it down.

You get out.

That kid is coming with us.

Get the hell out! Now!

Get out. What are you gonna do, Vincent?

Raise him as your own?

Give him a bright future?

You too, Alice. When I'm ready.

You don't deserve a son.

I had a son once.

Then he forgot who he was...

...deserted his family.

Turned into a freak of the fringe.

You go ahead.

You tell that sweet boy all about his daddy.

How much you love him.

Want the best for him. It won't matter.

Because when he finds out what you are...

...he's gonna grow up hating you.

Hating your lies.

Hating the life you forced him into.

And hating himself.

This boy is gonna blow his brains out before his balls completely drop.

Not because of me, or his dead mama...

...but because of you.

The awful thing that turned out to be his father.

Just give it a little kiss, Tommy.

Yeah, that's good. It'll only hurt for a minute.

God.

Shit.

If you hadn't killed that bitch, I would've.

What about the others?

I'll have my guys track them down, make a hard point.

See that they never come back here again.

You did this hood a service.

What about her? I'll take care of it.

My treat.

Guess Handsome Jack owes you another.

All clean.

I think he's starting to wake up.

We'll take you to Diosa.

He shouldn't see any of this. That would be best.

You should tell him the truth.

I'm just not ready to lose him yet.

And how do you know you will lose him?

He finds out what you did for him today, he's gonna be proud as hell of you.

That is a very kind sentiment.

I'm afraid my lineage suggests something else.

Jackson, my family....

We judge...

...and we hate.

And when we have scorched every earth and we're all used up...

...we die.

Miserably.

I had to be reborn...

...to escape that doom.

I just hope something comes along...

...to liberate my son from that fate.

Yeah.

I hope so.

I'm so glad you're back, sweetheart. I never left, Gem.

I know. I know.

I'll see you later. Yeah, I'll be making sundaes.

You waiting for me? Yeah.

It's Tara. You won't believe what I found out.

What?

I asked her about the will and this guardian shit.

She told me my commitment to the boys was wavering.

She didn't think I was responsible enough.

She picked another person to become the boys' guardian.

Margaret Murphy.

Are you kidding?

That ginger gash.

And there's more, Gem. I think she's doing something else.

Her and that bitch lawyer are plotting something.

I think she's gonna leave Jax and try to box us all out.

Away from our boys.

You've gotta stop her. Where is she?

St. Thomas.

I need to talk to you. Now.

You too, Red. Outside. We're eating dinner.

Yeah, well, you're gonna be eating your own teeth in a minute. Let's go.

What the hell is going on, Gemma?

That's exactly what I'm trying to find out.

Where's your lizard lawyer?

I understand you've been busy making arrangements for my grandkids.

Yeah. I'm not having this conversation with you.

You better calm down or I'm gonna call-- Stay out of my way!

Gemma! Gemma, stop it!

Somebody should call security.

Okay.

What are you doing with Lowen? You divorcing Jax?

Planning some kind of custody coup?

What I do with my family's not your business. They're my grandkids.

I'll make sure they never suffer the same fate as their father.

Those boys will not be raised in Charming. They will not know this life...

...and they will not know their psychotic grandmother.

Bitch!

You old whore.

You're lucky you're pregnant.

Jesus! Tara?

Tara.

What the hell?

She attacked me.

What are you talking about?

My baby. Oh, my God.

My baby.

Look what you did.

I didn't do that.

Yes, you did. We all saw it.

Dr. Knowles?

Are you okay? Get out!

Get out!

Leave me alone. I want my husband.

I want Jax.

She's the one. Take her out of here.

Ma'am? Come on.

Oh, my God.

She wouldn't let anyone else help her.

What do you want me to do?

Nothing.

I hope you find What you're lookin' for

When it all comes runnin' down

I hope you find it painted black On your window

Or the lips of your lover's frown

'Cause if it dies in the cold

When the clouds start to roll

Is it then that your soul

Starts to bleed?

Have you ever seen the president

Who killed your wounded child?

Or the man that crashed your sister's plane

Claimin' he was sent of God?

When she died in your arms

Late that night in the dark

Did you pray to your God To come home?

'Cause it ain't fair to say

That these tracks are the same

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

Now a note to the president And the government

And the judges of this place

We're still waitin' for you To bring our troops home

Clean up that mess you made

'Cause it smells of blood and money

And oil across the Iraqi land

But it seems so easy here to blind us

With your "united we stand"

And it ain't hard to see

That this country ain't free

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

'Cause it ain't fair to say

That these tracks are the same

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

I lost our baby girl.

I know.

I'm so sorry.

I can't be around her anymore, Jax.

I know.

She kicked me in the stomach.

What kind of sick person does that?

Why?

She thinks I'm still trying to take the boys away from her.

She's so violent, Jax.

I don't even tell you half the things that happen.

I didn't know.

I don't ever want her near our children again.

I know.

Promise me.

You promise me. I promise.

Babe, I promise.

I hope you find what you're lookin' for

When it all comes runnin' down

'Cause if it dies in the cold

When the clouds start to roll

Is it then that your soul Starts to bleed?

'Cause it ain't fair to say

That these tracks are the same

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

I said, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

To the mothers and to the fathers

Who've done the best they could

'Cause raisin' youngins in a messed up world

It ain't so understood

So I'll cover my ears I cover my eyes

Pretend love's the same

'Cause with one court's signature We all become erased

It ain't hard to tell

When it's love that we sell

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

I said, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

I said, my God, if you can hear me

Crash this train

So, God, if you can hear me

Crash this train