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Just because you don't like him

doesn't mean we can't do business.

He should be riding with us.

When I ask your support, you give it.

How long do you expect this to run?

Another year or so.

We're in this
for the long haul, Charlie.

Drink! Drink! Drink!

Darko cut a deal.

You didn't warn me?

He is on the world's shortest leash,

so you don't have to worry,
you're completely safe.

A lot can happen in a couple months.

Stop it...

If we don't put him in prison soon

it's gonna be worse than it sounds.

Welcome to the club, brother.

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You know, for all the time
I spent with Koz,

I never felt like I really knew the guy.

I guess that's part in parcel
of being an undercover.

No one really knows the real you

because you can't afford to show them.

At least not if you plan to survive.

I've only just become
a full-patch Mongol

but while I'm back in Virginia,
unknown to me

Operation Black Rain ends suddenly

with a series of raids on the Mongols.

You could have knocked.

Hey, Stinky, what's up?

In a matter of hours,

they take down hundreds of club members

across the West Coast.

The ATF's at your house?

You see them?

Well, if I was you,
I'd open the door and let them in.

What's amazing is that the Mongols,

for all their paranoia,
they never see it coming.

Ziggy?

You can call me Koz.

In what the ATF is calling

the largest coordinated
raids in its history,

agents today arrested 110 members

of the notorious Mongols...

But you know what's even more amazing?

Two thousand miles away,

two fake Mongols don't
see it coming either.

Charlie?

Hey...

What are you doing?

I was just looking for something warm,

and I found... these in your closet.

Yeah, those are my old biker cuts.

Right.

From when I rode
with a club in California.

California...?

Well, now I'm confused.

So... you were in a biker gang?

- Or you are in a biker gang?
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They know we're in the middle

of an operation here, right?

I'm just a messenger, okay?

I don't make policy.

It was supposed to run another year.

Apparently the Mongols were onto

some of our people.

So it was pull our guys, or make a move.

So where's this leave us?

Are we still good here?

What?

A judge granted an injunction

banning anyone wearing Mongol colours.

You can't ride as a Mongol anymore.

So you're saying...

we're dead in the water here?

An undercover?

Wow... this just keeps getting better.

So you're not a real biker.

You're a kind of... cop?

Except you're not a cop.

Yeah, no, I'm not a cop.

So what are you exactly?

I'm kind of like an informant.

An informant.

For the police?

Yeah, kind of.

Great. "Kind of" again.

So they kind of pay you for this?

It's kind of a job?

No, it's not.

It's just a part-time thing.
It's not official.

Wow.

So...

how do you even get
a gig like this, Charlie?

It's a long story.

Well, there's another surprise.

So your trip to California,
was that part of this?

So it had nothing to
do with your family?

Okay.

Do you even have a brother?

Wow.

Now I get it.

So bullshitting me is
also part of your job.

So that phone call, everything you said,

that was all just bullshit.

Come on, Sarah Jane,
of course it wasn't.

Except for the bits that were.

This is so messed up.

Come on, Sarah Jane, don't go.

I have to get to church.

You go to church?

Yeah, Charlie.

It helps keep me honest.

Hey, what's this about
needing the bike back?

We're done, operation's over.

What do you mean?
I just patched in.

We almost got ourselves killed out West,

and now you're saying we're done?

Black Rain came down this morning.

You don't watch the news?

Well, you talk to Koz about it?

Yeah, he was blindsided
like everyone else.

Sorry, Charlie.

Seen the news?

Oh, that's gotta hurt,
waking up to find out

you can't wear your patch no more.

What, are you here to gloat?

Nah.

Here to bury the hatchet.

Although I got every right to gloat,

seein' as how you pissed
all over me last time

for drawing some ATF heat.

Why don't you ride on out of here

before I bury this hatchet in your face?

Oh, I think
you should hear my offer first.

Yeah? What offer's that?

You got no patch,

you got no club to watch your back.

Some of the shit that you pulled with us

and the Outlaws, I mean,
that makes you easy prey

for the Maggots.

Now, the solution...

the solution is that
you patch in with us.

Huh... You want us to be Pagans?

Well, I mean,
let's not get ahead of ourselves.

You're gonna be probates.

Take you about a year to get your patch.

Hey, any port in the storm,
that kind of thing, right?

What do you say?

Right, so this is where you say,
"Thank you, Crowbar."

"A friend in need
is a friend indeed, Crowbar."

So you in?

Let me think about it.

Well, don't think too long.

I'm gonna give you to
the end of the week.

And then if I don't hear back from you,

you're gonna have to watch your backs.

And not just for Maggots.

Woo-hoo!

So what do you think?

I think I'd rather drink his bath water.

Okay.

Well...

It was fun while it lasted.

Take it easy, Chef.

Here to see The Devil.

He knows I'm coming.

Nice job.

Nice canvas.

Bullet?

Most people come to see me

because they need something,

or 'cause they wanna sell me something.

Now, here we have Bullet.

No patch, no club.

Wandering in the wilderness.

So which is it?

You beggin' or sellin'?

Offering.

What could you possibly have

that I would want?

A chance to expand your territory.

You're out of line.

Where and when we choose to
expand is Outlaws' business.

Ain't got nothing to do with you.

Look, we all know
the Maggots aren't gonna

sit still after that
little party at the Cock.

They're trying to sew
up control of Petersburg

and south Virginia.

It's a lot of valuable territory.

It's a nice preamble.

What's the pitch?

I want to patch in with the Outlaws.

You know...

that might be the smartest
thing I've ever heard you say.

Hear that, boys?

Bullet wants to be an Outlaw.

Maybe we don't want
people like you in our chapter.

Maybe I don't want to join your chapter.

I want my own chapter. In Petersburg.

You got some bowling balls,

walking in here and
calling that an offer.

Your own chapter?

Why the hell would I do that?

Because you like me.

Time to go.

Leave him be.

Last I looked,
there was you and a probate.

You need four guys
minimum for a chapter.

For starters.

You tell me what you need

and I'll deliver the territory.

How 'bout I make you an offer?

So, you want us to fund
three more agents

and a clubhouse to form a single chapter

of a single biker club?

Right.

If we can meet The Outlaws' conditions,

they'll bring us in
as a probate chapter.

If that works out, we'll wind up with

an entire chapter of agents
right in the heart of the club.

Why would we put all of these resources

in one basket?

You need to understand...

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity

to infiltrate the second
biggest club in America.

The big three biker clubs
all operate across the region

and they're all fighting for
control of various rackets.

Now, The Outlaws,
they don't have a chapter

between the Richmond area
and North Carolina here,

and right now they think I can help them

expand their footprint
here in Petersburg.

A clubhouse here will draw
Outlaws and support clubs

from all over.

And while they're here
discussing business

we record them in
high-quality audio and video.

In terms of gathering evidence,

it'll be like shooting fish in a barrel.

Yep?

Something came for you in the mail.

Hey, Martha. Just put it on the...

on the dresser.

You all right?

Yeah, think I'm just...

coming down with something.

Well, maybe
this will make you feel better.

It's from Savannah.

Well?

What are those?

These would be flowers.

Yes, I can see that. What kind?

Blue ones?

No, I mean, are they Guilt flowers?

Sorry flowers?

"Let's try again, but yes,
I'm bi-Polar" flowers?

They're definitely not the last one.

Look, I just wanted to say sorry

for not being straight with you.

Oh, you mean lying?

You know that thing that liars do?

Yeah. For that too.

Look, I don't know
if this changes anything,

but I quit doing that
part-time thing I was doing.

On my account?
You didn't have to do that.

It's your thing. Look, I have to...

Yeah, I see you're busy.

I'll see you around. Sorry.

Charlie...

Leave the flowers.

I'm sorry.

Can you pass me a five eight?

Thanks.

Name three 'Petty's'
who've won at Richmond Raceway.

Go.

Three what? Petty's?

- Yeah.
- No idea.

Richard, Kyle, and Lee.

Y'know, Charlie,
you're gonna have to get your Nascar on

if you're gonna work at this garage.

It's kind of tough.
I don't even have a TV at the moment.

You don't need one.

Toyota 400's on Sunday up in Richmond.

You know, we could make
a day of it, you know,

unless you're doing something
with your biker buddies.

Nah, I quit all that.

Yeah?

Good for you.

You know,
we could start over at Frank's bar,

head over to the speedway.

Hey, can you pass me that?

Thanks.

What's up?

Nothing.

It's only been a few days,

but I'm already thinking
maybe it's a good thing

the operation's finished.

Feels like I've got another
shot at building a regular life.

Then again, I just rode
across town to find out

why Bullet says he wants to talk.

Hey.

Hey, Charlie. Come on in.

What is this place?

Right now, an empty warehouse.

Couple of weeks, biker clubhouse.

You starting your own club now?

Not exactly.

Come and take a seat.

The ATF approved the idea

of patching into a different club.

Uh-huh...

Well, just tell me it's not the Pagans.

Well, I got the idea
from Crowbar, but...

we're infiltrating The Outlaws.

Are you crazy?

Maybe.

I pitched The Devil an idea.

He gave me till the end of the month

to find three guys and
set up a clubhouse.

If he likes what he sees,
he'll green-light us

as a probationary chapter.

So you're gonna run
your own Outlaws chapter,

what, stacked with agents?

The suits balked at the cost.

They'll only fund CI's.

And that's why you called me?

You got it.

We need you, Charlie.

Oh, yeah? To what?

To be a part-time CI and
put my life on the line

for a little extra cash?

Look, if all you want
is a paid informant,

the answer's no.

Sorry.

So tell me what you do want, Charlie.

I don't know.

I don't know what I want.

I get it.

So please just come and sit down.

You're working as a mechanic, right?

Uh-huh.

It's a good job? You like it?

Yeah, it pays the bills.

You know, we can double

what you make in that garage.

We can't make you an agent as such,

but this will be different.

It'll be a full-time post with the ATF.

The details are all in here.

So what do you say?

You in... or you out?

Hey.

Hey.

And I thought my past was a mess.

Now you know.

I don't get you, Charlie.

You've got a chance to
put your past behind you

and live a normal life.

Why are you gonna put
yourself through it all again?

I don't know that I'm going to.

Guess that's why I
wanted to talk to you.

I just I want to do
the right thing, you know?

The right thing for who?

Haven't you ever done anything

because you feel like you have to?

Sure.

But is this you being a good guy,

or is this you just
feeding an addiction?

Listen, I've got some news too.

I got accepted to Savannah.

Really?

I'm supposed to start
in a couple months.

Congratulations. That's great.

You excited?

But... kind of scared too.

Oh, really?

You know,
finally having to walk the walk

or something.

But you're going, right?

Of course I am.

You can't short-change life, can you?

I'm living proof you can.

I gotta go.

Take care of yourself, Charlie.

Hey, Charlie, I got the Nascar tickets.

What's up?

Hey.

This is it?

You mean is this
the only white petty criminal

within a 20-mile radius
who fits the profile

and wants to make a deal?

Yeah. This is it.

You speak to him yet?

No, he's just out on bail.

His rap sheet's mostly small-time

but he's facing a felony charge,

so he's motivated to make a deal.

You wanna check him out?

Sure.

But if he doesn't work out,
he could talk.

I can't be the one that meets with him.

What, me?

That's why we pay
you the big bucks, Charlie.

Chester?

You Chester Peters?

I'm Charlie Connor.

Charlie Connor?

Charlie? Char...

Oh...

Yeah, yeah, they, um...

They... they said
that you were gonna come.

Kinda freaked me out there on the name.

Most people they,
they just go ahead and call me Bug.

Stands for "Big Ugly Guy."

It's a joke.

Right, you know, 'cause...
'cause I'm not ugly.

So you're like, um...

you're like a government agent, right?

Yeah, something like that.

So they... they said
that you might be able

to give me a deal, or...?

Could you get me a drink?

Another shot.

S-So... who'd you say
you work for again?

The ATF.

ATF, ATF...

That's like the FBI, right?

Something like that.

We're looking for
someone to work with us

as an informant, and your name came up.

Chester?

Yeah, Chester.

But first we need to see
if you're right for it.

Well, that makes sense.

I mean, you don't want
any screw-ups, right?

Let me tell you this, okay?
I got principles.

I heard you got busted recently.

Oh yeah, yeah, but...

that whole thing, it wasn't my fault.

See, I... I didn't realize
I was gonna get caught.

I was just hanging out, you know,

doing my own thing,
trying to stay out of trouble.

Then I hear this noise, right?

It was like the sound of opportunity.

And my mom always told me, you know,

if a door opens in life,

you gotta go right through it.

So I was just
checking things out, right?

Then I see, like, this giant fiddle.

You mean, like a double bass?

No, man, there was just one of them.

Anyway, it looked like a fiddle,
only it was like...

it was, like, really, really big.

The thing was a bitch to carry.

That's why I got these...
these felony charges on me.

So you're facing felony charges

for stealing a bass?

The cops, they find a .45 in the case.

Can you believe that?

I mean, who keeps
a piece in a fiddle case?

So you see what I'm saying?
Like, the whole thing, like...

This wasn't my fault, right?

Define "unreliable."

Uh, well, you know, like a...

car without brakes.

Or a steering wheel.

That's Bug.

That's half the Outlaws I know.

Can you see him as a biker?

Ah, well, only if the bike
has training wheels.

You guys seriously
don't have anybody else?

If he wants a deal, bring him in.

You sure you got your
back story straight?

Yeah, I'm good. I got it.

'Kay, this Bullet guy,

the chapter boss...
he's a paranoid psycho.

He finds a hole in your story,

he'll rip your nuts off
and leave you singing

in the front row of the choir.

So... you're sure you got this?

Yeah, yeah. Let's go.

So...

Chef here tells me you
want to be a probate?

A probate?

Yeah, yeah sure. I've...

I've always been, like, a...
like, a huge fan of probation.

Oh, yeah? You got a record?

Don't you?

How d'you know Chef here?

This guy?

Oh, we met last week in a bar.

You see, it turned out
we both picked the Skins

plus the points in a game...

Tell me about your convictions.

I had some thefts. Uh, uh...

Stole some stuff
from a hockey store and, uh...

Selling half a kilo of dope,
some crystal,

and just, like, a little bit of coke,

and that was, you know,

mo... mostly that's like the whole...

the whole deal, yeah.

When was the last time you got arrested?

Uh... yeah, that was like...

That was, like, a couple of weeks ago.

Chef here, he knows that whole deal.

Like, it was, it was...

This thing was not my fault.

See, I saw a drum kit that was just,
like, laying there.

My mom always told me, you know,
finders keepers, right?

Anyway, it turns out
the guy who left it there

kept a .45 in the case.

So I got charged with
carrying an offensive weapon.

You said it was a double bass.

No, man, it was a gun.

So you were arrested...

Uh-huh.

...released, and now you're here?

Yeah, that's right.

You been flipped?

Is that why you're here? To spy on me?

How'd you guess, man?

Educated way that I talk
just gave it away, or what?

What if I told you I'm the agent?

What?

You are the agent?

How'd you like to become
a confidential informant

in the Outlaws?

You sure about this?

Does this mean I, um...

I don't have to sing in the choir?

We only get
one chance to get this right.

A clubhouse needs, above all, a bar.

That'll go here. With seating.

That's what all this is for?

We're gonna partition off the back

to create bunk rooms and
an office area over there.

Bunk rooms? We're supposed to live here?

No, but visiting Outlaws
and their buddies

are gonna need a place to crash
if they're passing through

or they come to party.

I get it. It's like a...

It's like a timeshare deal?

If you like.

Unfortunately,
this place will also be a target

for Outlaws' enemies,
so we'll need to reinforce

the main door.

Once we're done,
the ATF techs will install

the surveillance gear so
that everything that happens

inside these walls can be recorded.

When do the contractors start?

Right now.

Are you pushing at all?

Ow, my foot, my foot! Hold on!

Easy, easy.

Doesn't the FBI
have people that do this?

It's the ATF.

- Here, you hold it up.
- What?

Gotta line it up.

I... I don't think this is right.

Holes go in...

That'll do.

You okay down there?

You don't wanna high-five?

So Bullet figures with time running out

we have no choice
except to bring in Bug.

But if Bug screws up,
we'll all pay the price.

Maybe it won't matter.

If we don't find a fourth guy soon,

the operation's dead anyway.

Any progress?

I've even widened the search.

Other agencies, out of state...

We're out of time.

You do get that, right?

I know.

I told you, that gum's bullshit.

I said to swing it left!

I still can't see the bar area.

Does this guy always
got a cactus up his ass?

He's ex-military. You'll get used to it.

It's never gonna come out.

Hm?

Drill Sergeant over here
is too cheap to buy Varsol.

So I...

Gasoline works fine!

What?

Come on back here!

Can he hear me?

The video feeds run 24/7, alright?

All recorded onto these drives.

Everything gets backed up here.

That records audio too?

Yep.

But whenever you can,

if you're doing a gun deal
or a drug deal or whatever,

try to get it done in here.

The audio will be better.

Hey. Am I boring you?

I'm here. Right here with you.

This switch... turns on the lamp.

Alright? It also starts auto-recording

in this office.

Do not forget.

This is the whole reason
we're doing this, alright?

And make sure you turn
it off when you're done.

I gotta listen to every
damn second at some point.

Yep?

You ready for some good news?

I think I've found our guy.

Okay, boys. Get back to work.

It's creeping me out, man.

I mean, cameras are just
watching everything we do.

It's not about you, Bug.

If you're done over there,
take those scraps to the dumpster.

Whoa!

Hey, buddy.

Hey, what's going on in there?

Yeah, in there?

Yeah, just some...
some sawing, some hammering and...

Hey, who... who may I ask, uh...

Who wants to know?

Old friend of Bullet's.

Is he around?

Why don't you guys wait here
and then I'll... I'll...

Whoa!

You wait here. I'll go check.

Hey, I'd rather I went in first

and I talked to him.

No, it sounds like he can work.

But you realize the problem.

For Chef.

Oh, shit, I'll call you back.

Hey, wait!

You can't just walk in here!

Hello?

Sorry, I tried to stop them.
They just jammed in the place.

Crowbar.

What are you doin' here?

I could ask you the same thing.

That's my business.

Hey, I never heard back about my offer.

I figured you'd take it
as a no and move on.

I figured that too, but, you know,

then Dirtbag, he seen
all these people comin' and goin'

and I thought I'd come
and I'd see for myself.

And, I mean, it's just that
this looks like a clubhouse.

Not much gets by you, does it?

I warned you, if you're goin' it alone,

you bought a world of
problems with the Pagans.

Good thing he's not going it alone.

Any reason we got Pagans
in an Outlaws clubhouse?

They were just leaving.

Oh, a...

an Outlaws clubhouse, huh?

So you're gonna patch in with him?

Depends.

If they make the grade.

What's this guy doing?

Uh, he's putting in a sound system.

Actually we're, um,
putting a flat-screen

above the bar over there too.

Saw a camera out front.

You wired for security?

Will be.

Obviously it's not wired yet.

Well, it ain't the Trump Casino

but it ain't half-bad either.

Shut that thing up or I will.

Baby don't like traitors.

I make you an offer,
and this is how you roll?

You made me a threat.

He made me an offer.

We had an agreement.

No Outlaws south of Richmond.

Sniper?

Yeah, boss?

I agree to that?

Not that I recall.

Then there's nothing to argue about.

Seems to me...
we're all in this together.

Outlaws and Pagans.

Chef, go get us all a cold one.

No, I don't drink with traitors.

The door is always open to you boys,

all the same.

But no dogs!

Pagans don't forget.

Outlaws don't forgive.

Well, that was close.

You almost served our
friends a warm beer.

Serve it cold, or not at all.

You a hang-around?

Me? Yeah, I'm, uh...

I'm on probation.

That's Bug.

I only count three. Where's the fourth?

You'll meet him soon.

Let's hope so.

'Cause next week, your time is up.

Holy shitballs, this gig is intense.

It is when you let the wrong people in

and leave the damn door open.

Chef, you got a sec?

Actually, I gotta go.

I'll be back.

What do you think that's about?

Stop asking questions.

Start locking the door.

Hey.

Hey, Charlie.

What is it?

I've been feeling kind of sick lately,

and I just found out why.

Is it serious?

Yeah.

Oh...

We're having triplets, Charlie.

So what do we do?

I don't know.

What do you want to do?

Why does
everything I touch turn to shit?

No, don't say that.

I'm supposed to be going to college.

You still can if you want to.

You want a drink or something?

Yeah.

Just a half a bottle of
Jack and a large spliff.

Right, sorry.

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

They found the last
member of the chapter

and they need me to go meet him.

You seriously have to go now?

Not now. Later.

Uh... I'm here for now.

Same here, I guess.

How's he doing in there?

It's hard to say.
He's not much of a talker.

Thanks for coming through
on this, though.

Let's just hope Charlie goes for it.

He didn't sound too
impressed on the phone.

Here he comes.

Let me talk to him first.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

You alright?

Whose idea was this?

We were out of options.

So we spoke with Koz.

Koz. That figures.

Koz would never have suggested this

if he didn't think it could work out.

There's a chance to see how you feel.

But if you don't want
to go through with it,

you don't have to.

I'll meet him.

But I'm not promising anything.

Hey, Quick.

It's Chef now.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I'm still Darko.

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I'm here because you need
to open your clubhouse.

I thought we had
til the end of the month.

How'd you ever get a deal?

I made a deal, you made a deal.

Same, same.

They're going to test us.

Keep your stories straight and
remember that everything is

being recorded for evidence.

If you want to be an Outlaw,

you're gonna have to show me you
can take care of the problem.

I'm eight weeks pregnant.

You mean you did what you wanted.

But you hoped it wouldn't happen.

There's Maggots outside.
You boys wanna step up?

Coz this would be a good time.