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Previously on Sons of Anarchy:

What do you think he's writing in those little pads?

It's a children's book.

You've talked. You have your recommendation.

Before you deliver it, I'd like to say something.

Of course. I was wrong.

We found out it wasn't Jury who told the Chinese about the guns.

It was Barosky. You know this means a mayhem vote?

President killing a president. Sends a dangerous message.

I'll make sure they vote the right way.

Jax suggested that you take us? Yeah.

I just told him I was headed to the farm.

Guess the wreckage is catching up with him.

As much as I don't wanna pull Abel out of school, it'd be good to get out of here.

Connor was using your war in Oakland to drum up some new customers.

Find Connor, send him home in a box.

And when you do, I'll take the proposal about your Mexican brethren...

...and make sure the other Kings at least give it a trial run.

So I'll set this meeting with Connor, you grab him...

...lock down the guns for the Mayans.

It's gonna happen tonight. I need that meeting tomorrow.

The night Tara was killed, I had a real good look at that guy that was in the house.

The Chinese killed Tara.

I need the truth. Tara was dead.

Your mom was on the floor covered in blood.

Gemma, is it true? Yes.

You should go.

I just got a call from your grandfather's nursing home.

I guess Gemma's visiting her dad. I didn't know that.

Found out where Gemma is.

That was her on the phone? No, that was Jax.

Gemma's gone to Oregon.

At her dad's. Jax knows where she's at.

Oh, shit. You gotta head up there, Wayne.

I'm arresting her, son. I'm taking her back to Charming.

Get out of here, Unser.

No. Get up. Come on, get up.

Go home, Wayne. This is all I got left.

I'd like to go out to the garden, if that's okay.

You have to do this.

It's who we are, sweetheart. I'm ready.

Ripped By mstoll

In the summer that I was baptized

My father held me to his side

As they put me to the water

He said how on that day I cried

We were prisoners of love A love in chains

He was standin' in the door I was standin' in the rain

With the same hot blood Burning in our veins

Adam raised a Cain Yeah

All of the old faces

Ask you why you're back

They fit you with position

And the keys to your daddy's Cadillac

In the darkness of your room Your mother calls you by your true name

You remember the faces, The places, the names

You know it's never over It's relentless as the rain

Adam raised a Cain Yeah

In the Bible, mama, Cain slew Abel and East of Eden

Mama, he was cast

You're born into this life

Paying for the sins Of somebody else's past

Well, Daddy worked his whole life For nothing but the pain

Now he walks these empty rooms Looking for something to blame

But you inherit the sins You inherit the flames

Adam raised a Cain Yeah

Lost but not forgotten From the dark heart of a dream

Adam raised a Cain Yeah

Raised a Cain

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

Okay, now, I want you to lay down.

You're gonna straddle Dom with your back to the camera.

And then roll and grind, get the butt bouncing. We're pretty tight.

Perfect. And, Dom, you can give us the timing you want.

Okay, looks great. Let's do a rehearsal.

Are you good?

Yeah.

We're all set here, Jackie. Right.

Hang out. We'll let you know how it goes.

I'm here, brother.

Enjoy the rehearsal. Which one is this?

I believe it's Fat Ass in My Face. Of course it is.

All about the poetry, man.

Okay, perfect. How goes it, Fellini?

Good.

Just sold three more Fat Asses to our distributor.

Humiliation is very hot.

Tell me about it.

I love you, sweetheart.

I love you too, Jax.

Where are we at with Tyler?

Well, he's left messages for Connor, but hasn't heard anything back.

Gave him a time and place.

Larry Field, 10:00.

Let's go early, talk to Tyler.

I'm sure the Niners are moving on those Chinese blocks.

- I'll let him know. - Hey, boss.

We heard that Hench and Monroe are still in town.

We're all kind of wondering why.

Yeah.

We gotta know, Jackie.

What went down with this forum?

I got their recommendation.

I'm still thinking about it.

Trying to figure out what's best for the club.

You'll know soon, all right?

All right.

Right now, let's vote on something that actually makes sense. T.O.

Ah. Yeah.

I talked to Packer and the others.

I told them it's a charter-by-charter choice. They don't have to like it.

But I need support from club leaders.

This can't cause any kind of exodus.

We need this to land.

And they agreed.

Beautiful.

Then I nominate...

...Taddarius Orwell Cross.

Jesus Christ. For the Samcro patch.

I second it.

All in favor?

Yeah.

Any discussion or dissent?

Em...

His name is Taddarius? Call him that and see what happens.

He should have the top rocker, my brother.

T.O. should not be prospecting.

I mean, he led the Bastards for a decade now.

And what he's done for us the past few weeks...

Agreed.

He waits a year before he can hold an office, but he should be a full patch.

So we're all good with that?

Yeah.

Well, go get him.

Taddarius.

Ha-ha-ha. - Come on in.

Unless I came out of your goddamn womb, don't ever call me that.

You dig, little Indy biker boy?

What if we called you Samcro?

Yeah!

Welcome, my brother.

Shit.

I can't believe it.

Thank you, man.

I know what a risk this vote is for you guys.

The heat that will come with it.

Change is good, my friend.

And it can't get much hotter than it has been around here.

True that. Put it on, bitch.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm so happy. I'm so happy. I'm so happy.

Congratulations, man.

Yeah. Hi, brother.

Welcome, brother. Man. Thank you, man.

Big man.

Hey. Morning. Morning.

I think I'm pretty much all set. Abel's got a half day.

I'll pick him up and we'll head out, okay? Yeah, sounds good. Baby asleep?

No, he's with Brooke running errands.

I didn't see the bike out there, so I'm assuming Jax ain't here, huh?

No, he got in at almost 4 last night.

Left before I woke up.

Hey, you don't know where he is, huh?

Oh, uh, T-M or the porn studio, I'd imagine.

Why? Everything okay? Huh? Yeah, yeah.

No, he just left a message. Wanted to touch base before I split.

You heard from Gemma?

No.

You need me to do something? No, I think I'm good.

Maybe pick up some snacks for the ride?

Sure. Stuff with a lot of sugar, right? Yeah.

So Abel can run alongside the car.

Thanks.

You heard from Connor? Yeah.

Talked to him right after I spoke to you guys.

Said he gonna be here at 10.

- And he got some requests. - Oh, yeah? Like what?

Couple of first-class tickets to Guatemala?

Close.

He said that we should double the order...

...as a sign of good faith.

Give some comfort to the Kings about August's arrest.

Good. Make sure he gets his two bags of nothing.

He got a crew with him?

He should be alone and scared.

So, what's happening in ghost town?

We already got Market Street locked down.

Purple should have everything else under control by end of the week.

Nice.

You let us know if you need any more help with that, all right?

I think we're good there.

I'm more worried about my former boss.

He gets out this afternoon, bro.

Marks won't be a problem.

Says the guy that lives 70 miles away.

I'll be down by the causeway, two minutes away.

Keep one of your guys in the car. Call us as soon as Connor shows, all right?

Yeah. All right.

Wise men say

Only fools rush in

Shit! Go!

We got him!

Can't help

Falling in love with you

Shall I stay

Would it be a sin

If I can't help

Falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things are meant to be

Take my hand

Shit!

Take my whole life too

For I can't help

Falling in love with you

Like a river flows Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Shit!

Some things are meant to be

Take my hand

Mama, mama.

For I can't help

- Mama, mama. - Ah!

Don't do it!

For I can't help

Falling in love with you

Ahh!

Irish prick.

And Connor's gonna dig a deep hole now.

He still needs to find a way out.

Call Declan.

I need to talk to Connor's guy, Hugh. Right.

Have him meet us at Red Woody.

Hap, you set? Yeah.

Let's go.

Thanks, Hap.

He hasn't come back yet. I guess he's still with Gemma.

Okay.

Hey, the sheriffs were here looking for her. Why?

I don't know. I didn't talk to them.

What's going on, Nero?

Is Gemma okay?

I'm not an idiot. I know something bad happened.

I know you're not an idiot, Chucky. I--

I don't know what happened.

That's the truth.

I'll poke around in here. Maybe someone's left him a message.

Hey. He doesn't have a phone in there.

I'll figure it out.

What's up, brother?

What do you need?

Sit down.

Thanks, brother.

What's going on?

I need to tell you some things you're not gonna wanna hear.

I need you to listen.

Trust that what I want is the best thing for me and my family.

For our club.

Absolutely.

I told Packer the truth about Jury.

Came clean about everything.

Their recommendation was a mayhem vote.

Mother of Christ, Jax. That is just not gonna happen.

Listen, Chibs. No.

You need to hear me out.

All right?

Aye.

Okay. I'm listening.

Hey.

Thanks for doing this. Where's Teller?

I'll go get him. Why don't you guys just go take a seat?

Hey, what's going on? What happened to that guy?

Who knows? He's Irish. They're born beaten up.

You should call it a day, sweetheart.

I still have a few more hours of work. Tomorrow.

Yeah. Okay. Hey.

Is Jax okay?

We're all good.

Jax.

Irish are here with Connor's guy.

How many? Declan.

One soldier.

All right. Bring them all up.

Chibby okay?

Yeah.

This is how you learn to be a leader, brother.

Doing the shit that hurts the most.

Shit you'd rather make someone else do.

It's part of the gig.

That's how you earn respect.

I need your word you're gonna do as I asked.

You have my word.

Bastards.

Jax.

You ready for this?

Always.

I appreciate the help.

I heard your first plan went a bit off the rails.

Yeah, well, we underestimated Connor's paranoia.

That's what we need you for, Hugh.

I don't know where he is.

If we couldn't beat it out of him-- No more beatdowns.

I need you to call Connor.

Tell him you got away from the Kings, you found a way out.

He knows Roarke grabbed me. He's not gonna walk into a trap.

- He'll show up. - And why would he do that?

Mother of Christ!

Because you're gonna send him a picture of them.

Set it up.

When we get a time, let Roarke know.

LT, DA's here.

District Attorney Patterson. I didn't realize you were coming by.

Neither did I. Thank you.

Sit.

Where are we with the Knowles-Roosevelt case?

I thought we had a break, but we found out...

...our suspect wasn't in the state the night of the murders.

And now one of your witnesses is dead. Yes.

Ortiz was killed in Stockton yesterday.

And Gemma Teller seems to be MIA. We've been looking for her all morning.

I'm sure she found out her scapegoat was bogus.

You think she knows who did it?

I think she helps get us there. Mm-hm.

Any idea why Jax Teller wants to see me?

He called my office to set a time this afternoon.

No idea. Maybe something to do with his mother.

Maybe.

Find the matriarch. Put out an APB.

Right away.

Has Unser been of any use? Yeah.

He's a good cop. I will bring him up to speed.

I know you got dropped in the middle of a blood feud.

Your numbers don't reflect the effort you've put in.

Policing streets owned by outlaws...

...is a complicated and dangerous dance.

Knowing when to bend...

...when to push back.

Getting close, but not too close.

You are the right person for the job. I still believe that.

Hang in there, lieutenant.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, it's just me, Connor.

It's just me. Come in.

What the hell happened here?

- How did you get the drop on Declan? - I'll fill you in on it.

All right? It's a complicated story. Complicated?

Why, you-- You're gonna wanna listen to them.

You bloody prick, you.

You're a popular guy, Connor.

This is between me and the Kings.

Kings wouldn't want you dead if you weren't trying to sell our guns...

...behind everyone's back.

That was just business.

Aye. Because we were wondering why you were so quiet...

...while we were slamming up against Marks.

Who were you selling to?

It was outside of your territories. Specifics.

Salvadorians, outside of Nevada.

Some Chinese and Russians up north. No one you know.

Roarke said you had access to AKs and Glocks.

Rogue IRA members or some shit.

Aye.

Now, what kind of volume are you promising?

I can get as many AKs as I want.

About half the Glocks.

Oh, shit.

Good to see you again, Connor.

It's always a pleasure to see you, Mr. Roarke.

Where's Declan? He's dead.

- Ugh! - Jesus!

We have a new plan for you and your rogue guns.

Alvarez will distribute here in Northern Cali.

Mayans will move as much stock as you can get from Dungloe.

Our Belfast charter, it's gonna be your boots on the ground in Ireland.

They're gonna work with your guys.

They're up to speed. They're gonna deal with the IRA heat.

Your cargo guns to Stockton instead of Mendocino.

We own the port.

We'll keep you alive, protect you from any IRA blowback.

I think the words you're looking for, Con...

...are thank you very much.

Aye.

I get it.

Don't worry about breaking any IRA culture barriers.

You're just an outlaw like the rest of us now.

It's our only play, Con.

We can't go home again, and we're dead men in Belfast.

I know.

Okay.

I'll make this work.

And...?

Thank you.

Hey, Jackson.

You just killed an IRA king.

There's no coming back from that, lad.

My old man tried to sever that tie 20 years ago.

Better late than never.

Thanks for coming. Yeah, no problem.

What the hell happened there?

Uh...

I tangled with a truck. Truck won.

Aren't you heading out? Yeah, I'm waiting for Wendy.

We're gonna take her car.

A little hard to strap a baby seat into the cholo machine, huh?

Not too many child safety laws in 1964, man.

Give us a minute, Chucky. Sure.

I put the plates on your dad's bike. Thank you.

What's this?

I need you to handle some business for me.

I had a lawyer start the paperwork already.

What business? It's all in here.

I'm giving Wendy the garage and the houses.

I want her to sell everything.

Take that money...

...set herself and the kids up somewhere else.

Maybe in Norco with you.

Or if she still has family on the East Coast. Whatever she wants.

It just can't be Charming.

What are you doing here, Jax?

What I should have done when my wife was still alive.

My piece of Diosa...

...and Red Woody go to the MC into the dummy corp.

They should use the profits to buy Scoops.

Set that up as home base. Hale will sell it to us cheap.

Apparently grenades lower property value.

I'll gonna put it right here, okay?

And why am I doing this?

Where the hell are you gonna be?

I'm leaving, Nero.

Why?

You know why.

Gemma.

Yeah.

Oh.

Jesus,Jax.

I'm sorry.

I did what I know how to do.

What Gemma knew had to be done.

The lies caught up to all of us, man.

I tried to hide from it.

Make it legit. Run away from it.

This is who I am.

I can't change.

No.

I need you to promise...

...that you'll make sure that my boys leave this place.

So they don't become what I've become.

CHUCK Jax.

Wendy and your boys are here.

Where are you gonna go?

I'm not sure.

What am I gonna tell Wendy?

Everything.

When the time comes...

...she needs to tell my sons who I really am.

I'm not a good man.

I'm a criminal...

...and a killer.

I need my sons to grow up...

...hating the thought of me.

Daddy!

There's Daddy. Go.

Hey, you little monster man.

What's going on?

Just reminiscing.

Hey.

You be good for Mommy, okay?

Wendy? Yeah.

It's okay to call her Mommy, you know?

She'd probably really like it.

She might even give you some more candy if you did.

You listen to Nero, okay?

He's Daddy's best friend.

What he says goes.

Okay.

You have fun.

Enjoy all those animals, okay?

Hey.

I love you, son.

Come on. All right.

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, son.

Come on, monster. I'll strap you up.

What's the matter, Jax? What happened?

Everything's gonna be fine.

You're a good mom, Wendy.

I love you.

We should go.

You gonna tell me what's going on? I will. I will.

Not now.

Take care, Chucky. Bye.

She's alone.

Okay.

I'm good, Rat.

What are you doing here?

You don't pick up your phone anymore.

I've been a bit busy the last couple of days.

Patterson put out an APB on Gemma this morning.

Needs answers on what she saw the night of Tara's murder.

I think she's up north.

We need to talk to her.

So talk to her. I ain't no mother's keeper.

Is that it?

No.

Whatever this is or was...

...it's done.

You wanna play this game again? I'm not playing, Filip.

I don't want your payoff and I don't want you.

From now on, I'm just a cop, you're just an outlaw.

We both do what we have to do.

I think that's a mistake.

Why? Because you have feelings for me?

No.

Because cops who land on the wrong side of us...

...they tend to go away.

Are you threatening me?

Don't have to.

History doesn't lie.

Stay safe, sheriff.

Okay, I've got Tyler up to speed on the Irish.

Okay, good. What about T.O.?

I sent him to help Alvarez settle all that shit with Connor.

He shouldn't be a part of this vote.

I know.

Okay.

Let's bring them to the table...

...tell them the truth.

We need everyone onboard.

Are we really doing this, brother?

We have to.

Hey.

I need you, Tiggy.

Get right.

Yeah.

I am. I will.

I'm here.

Anything you need. I'm here for you, brother.

Mr. Teller is here.

Thank you.

I appreciate you taking the time. I was very curious.

The last time we sat down, talking wasn't very high on your agenda.

And by the level of violence escalating in Oakland, I'm guessing...

...you've been busy.

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

But first, I wanna thank you...

...for trying to help Tara.

I know that was more personal than professional.

If you're truly grateful, you could cooperate with us.

Give us what you know about her murder.

I'll give you everything.

You might wanna record this. I didn't have time to write it down.

This is a statement by Jax Teller...

...president of the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club.

The Redwood charter.

Redwood Original.

It wasn't the Chinese who killed my wife...

...Tara Knowles.

It wasn't anyone outside the club.

It was my mother.

Gemma Teller killed Tara in a fit of rage...

...and then Juice, Juan Carlos Ortiz...

...killed Eli Roosevelt...

...to protect Gemma.

Good Lord.

How do you know that?

She admitted it.

So did Juice.

Where is Gemma now?

In Oregon, with Unser.

My grandfather's house.

It's Klamath County.

What about Henry Lin and all the other bodies that dropped?

Turn it off.

Gemma and Juice came up with that Chinese fiction that set me on fire.

You know I'm not gonna cop to the retaliation though.

Incriminating my club.

What happens when the street finds out it all went down because of a lie?

Everyone it could impact is now either informed or has moved on.

What the hell does that mean?

It means by the end of the day...

...the violence in Oakland and Stockton will be over.

Why the end of the day?

You've been very fair with me.

I wanted you to have the truth.

Jackson.

What happens at the end of the day?

The bad guys lose.

You know it has to happen.

It's what this charter needs to do.

We can't allow our hearts...

...to be louder than our reason.

All those...

All those in favor...

All those in favor...

...of Jackson Teller...

...meeting Mr. Mayhem.

Yea.

Yea.

Yea.

Yea.

Yea.

Yes.

Uh...

Jax Teller...

...meets Mr. Mayhem.

Well, look who it is.

What can I do for you, Handsome Jack?

Who are you?

It's time.

I want everyone there. I need a full account of where we're at.

Yes, sir.

What time's the city council meeting? Six o'clock.

Let's do it after that. I want Ramirez there.

Good choice.

It's your charter now, brother.

I'm ready.

Are you okay? Yeah.

I'll tell Packer you laid down some fire.

You got away.

I would never put this burden on you guys.

We know that, brother.

I love all of you.

I have no words.

No words.

I love you, my brother.

I love you, brother.

I got this.

Okay. Bye.

Put out an APB on Jax Teller.

Multiple homicide.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Mike. Got a BOLO to go out immediately. All cars. Wire too.

All points lookout for Jackson Teller. Caucasian male...

I think the struggle I understand best.

Even more than all the things you wanted for Samcro.

What we eventually became.

The one I feel the most is the war of the mind.

Happens when you try to get right with both family and patch.

That fear and guilt crippled me.

I realized, as I think you did...

...a good father and a good outlaw can't settle inside the same man.

I'm sorry, J.T.

It was too late for me.

I was already inside it.

And Gemma...

She had plans.

It's not too late for my boys.

I promise, they will never know this life of chaos.

Copy. Please stand by.

I know who you are now.

What you did.

I love you, Dad.

I need you to get off the bike.

Requesting backup, shots fired. Requesting backup.

There's a blackbird Perched outside my window

I hear him calling

I hear him sing

He burns me with his eyes Of gold to embers

He sees all my sins

He reads my soul

One day that bird He spoke to me

Like Martin Luther

Like Pericles

Come join the murder

Come fly with black

We'll give you freedom

From the human trap

Come join the murder

Soar on my wings

You'll touch the hand of God

And He'll make you king

On a blanket made of woven shadows

Flew up to heaven

On raven's glide

These angels have turned my wings

To wax now

I fell like Judas

Grace tonight

And on that day he lied to me

Like Martin Luther

Like Pericles

Come join the murder

Come fly with black

We'll give you freedom

From the human trap

Come join the murder

Soar on my wings

You'll touch the hand of God

And He'll make you king

I walk among The children of my fathers

The broken wings

Betrayal's cost

They call to me But never touch my heart now

I am too far

I am too lost

All I can hear ls what he spoke to me

Like Martin Luther

Like Pericles

Come join the murder

Come fly with black

We'll give you freedom

From the human trap

Come join the murder

Soar on my wings

You'll touch the hand of God

And He'll make you king

So now I curse that raven's fire

You made me hate

You made me burn

He laughed aloud As he flew from Eden

You always knew

You never learn

The crow no longer sings to me

Like Martin Luther

Or Pericles

Come join the murder

Come fly with black

We'll give you freedom

From the human trap

Come join the murder

Soar on my wings

You'll touch the hand of God

And He'll make you king

Come join the murder

Come fly with black

Jesus!

We'll give you freedom

From the human trap

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