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That boy that killed those kids
at school, he used the KG-9.

- Ours?
- Yeah.

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

Testify against the MC
and you'll walk away.

Back to your legit business
and, more importantly, your son.

- Did you talk to Gemma?
- Yeah. Told her everything.

I need a restraining order.

Thank you.

Wanna tell me who
needs restraining?

What are you doing with Lowen?

- What I do is none of your business.
- They're my grandkids.

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

They'll not be raised in
Charming. They'll not know this life.

They will not know their angry
and psychotic grandmother.

Lucky you're pregnant.

Jesus.

- What the hell?
- She attacked me.

- I didn't do that.
- Yes, you did. We all saw it.

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

- Promise me?
- I promise.

You should eat something, babe.

I can't.

I'll take the boys to day care.

You need to rest.

Thank you.

I have to check in with the club,
but then I'll come home, okay?

It's okay. I'll be fine.

Okay.

What are you gonna
do about Gemma?

Don't worry about her.

Restraining order keeps her
away from you and the boys.

Who's gonna bail her out?

I don't give a shit.

Black, lots of sugar.

The coffee.

Thanks.

Why am I still here?

Well, you haven't given
my sheriffs anything.

I need more information
before I process you.

You got everything you need.

Eyewitness saw me kick my
pregnant daughter in the stomach.

Is that how it went down?

I'm the dirty biker
whore with a record.

She's the good doctor.

Does it really matter
what I have to say?

I need your statement.

Tell me what happened.

Jax's ex found out that
Tara was setting up a will...

some kind of legal shit that would
give custody of the boys to a stranger.

Margaret Murphy.

- Administrator.
- Yeah.

I went down there
to confront Tara.

She baited me. Hit me.

I checked myself, and
I did not hit her back.

And she threw herself
on the edge of her desk...

and started screaming that
I kicked her in the stomach.

Hurt that baby.

And the eyewitnesses?

Margaret Murphy and
Wendy Case, Jax's ex.

They had to be part of it.

I know how this sounds.

But why, Gemma?

Why would framing you be worth
causing her own miscarriage?

To keep me away from her family.

I don't think she
was ever pregnant.

Hey.

Bagger's out back.
New plugs. All set, man.

Thanks, Rat.

How's Tara doing?

She'll be okay.

How are you?

I don't need to talk about it.

Aye.

Happy and Juice get back?

Yeah.

Yeah, Juice is on his way.

Look, the shit that went down
between my mom and Tara was crazy.

Well, it's not about that.

Get everyone here.

Chapel.

Aye.

You trying us in the court
of public opinion, counselor?

I have no control of what the press
gets a hold of or how they spin it.

Right.

Has your client made up
his mind, Ms. Rodriguez?

You said 24 hours.
We still have some time.

Although it's just media speculation,
I'm afraid this unfortunate leak...

is going to cause a
great deal of outrage.

It'll force me to satisfy the
people's need for action.

Which means diverting a heavy
police presence into Byzlat territory.

That's good.

Maybe you can get our
garbage picked up on time.

This squeeze will jam up your
crew on every petty infraction.

Who knows?

Maybe we even pick somebody up
who doesn't have your loyal fortitude...

and feels the need to save his
own skin by corroborating the story.

Then I guess I
won't need you at all.

Ms. Rodriguez, you've got six hours,
I'd advise your client to act sooner.

Giving up the Sons of
Anarchy is going to be

a very popular "get
out of jail free" card.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Can you give me a minute?

Yeah, of course. Come on inside.

Can I get you anything?

No, I'm good. Thanks.

Where are the kids?

Oh, Jax took them to day care.

I'm just...

lying low.

Yeah. Of course.

Complicated time
for all of us, huh?

Yes, it is.

Just say it, Wayne.

I've been replaying how
it all went down yesterday.

Chewing at me all night.

I got you that restraining
order request before...

everything happened.

Yes.

Coincidence?

Part of the plan you
couldn't share with me.

I needed to have protection in
place. We both know she's dangerous.

So this attack of Gemma's, causing
the miscarriage, that was all part of it?

Do you really wanna know?

I can't imagine you'd do anything
that might actually harm your own baby.

No, I wouldn't.

- But all that blood...
- What I did...

gives me legal precedent to separate
my kids from Gemma and the club.

I know how brutal it seems,
but it was the only way.

She could get manslaughter.

Well, I don't want that.

Well, then, you better call Roosevelt
and tell him you ain't pressing charges.

Even if I don't, the county
can still press charges.

I'll have Lowen call...

Gemma is locked in a cell...

sitting with the weight
of a dead grandchild.

Appreciate you
making the call now.

I'll go talk to Eli...

see if they're gonna charge her.

I did it to protect
my kids, Wayne.

I know how much
you care about her.

I'm not upset about Gemma, doc.

I'm upset about you.

Breaks my heart...

that you had to become
something SO wrong...

to do what you
thought was right.

What are you gonna do?

I ain't gonna tell her.

But I'm afraid...

I can't help you no more.

This is just a power
play by the DA.

They've got nothing...

- 50 they're stirring shit up.
- Yeah. Unfortunately, it hurts us here.

- It's the last damn thing Charming needed.
- I know.

Talk to Hale...

let him know it's bullshit.
See if he can help.

I'm more worried
about the Byzlats.

Man, they're already unraveled.

Nero's inside, that shit
going down with Arcadio.

Aye. We should head to
Stockton, check in with Fiasco.

Make sure our brown
brothers are level.

Yeah. Okay.

Let him know we're coming.

Of course.

We got interviews
today too. Caracara girls.

I can handle that.

- Yeah, what? Yeah.
- I'm manager of operations.

You totally just made that up.

They won't know that.

How'd it go with Connor?

Okay.

Kings are keeping him stateside.

Want us to start tying down our
buyers for Clay. What Hap's doing.

Connor knows he's
alive because of us, Jax.

We talked a lot on
the way up. He's...

He's a decent guy.

I think he'll be on board
when we make the shift.

Good.

I appreciate your
concern about my family.

You don't have to say
anything. I can feel it.

I love you all for that.

Now let's get to work.

Gemma doesn't think
she was pregnant.

Suggested Tara set her up.

I wouldn't know.

But you knew that Tara
wasn't gonna press charges.

I had a feeling.

Anything criminal on your end?

What would you have done?

Well, if no one pressed
charges, I'd handle it like a 10-16.

Let the family work it out.

Keep an eye on them.

That what I should do?

It's your jurisdiction, sheriff.

Use your best judgment.

Tell Gemma I'll be
downstairs if she wants a ride.

And what makes you think
that I'm gonna cut her loose?

Tellers, MC.

They're so deeply woven
into the fabric of this town.

On some level...

you know, same way I did...

if you rip them out...

Charming unravels...

never looks the same.

- What's going on?
- I don't know.

Juicy, let's take a walk.

Come on.

Looks like they're on one.

Yo. Any word about Nero?

Nothing.

That's what this
headline's about, man.

DA setting fires, hoping
someone on the street jumps.

Yeah, we almost there, man.

Already got three dudes MIA.

Rest of these are spooked. I got
the Triple Two's circling, homey.

- That ain't good.
- Hey, listen.

We get you the manpower help
you push back the street beef. Good?

Yeah. That'll help.

Hey. We got something,
middle of the block.

One deep. Brown. idling.
Just sitting there, staring at us.

A cop?

Gotta be. By the looks of
the ride, it's probably Vice.

Shit.

That's what they're gonna do.

- Sit on us, wait for a mistake.
- Yeah.

Look, you got this until
Nero gets out. You hear me?

It's on you.

We gotta keep shit tight
here, man. Both crews.

Gotta keep our guys
in line, let everyone

know it all works out
if everyone stays even.

No one breaks,
no one talks. Got it?

Yeah, you got it.

He's rolling this way.

All right.

Business as usual.

Hey. Hey.

No! No! No!

Jesus Christ.

-Come on, man. We gotta get-
-Find something to wrap the body.

- Juice, Juice, come on.
- No! No! Gomes.

We gotta get out.

Come on, he's dead,
man. Come on, man.

- Come on, man.
- Get off of me.

- Who the hell was that?
- I don't know, brother.

But we need to
get out of here now.

Hey, go get your car.

Put him in the trunk.

- Are you serious?
- Wrap him up.

You can't leave him on the
street. Let's go. Come on.

That was an old
blue '84, '85 LeSabre.

There's not a lot of
those cars around, man.

All right, man. Hey, I need
you to stay with these guys.

Take Gomes to Skeeter.
And then you put the word out.

Find that car.

Jackie. You should head home.

Go see your wife. We got this.

- I'm good, brother.
- Hey, hey. Go.

Let me take care of this.

I'll call you the minute
we hear something.

Go on.

All right, man. All
right. Hey, thank you.

How'd you know
I was getting out?

Didn't know for sure.

What did Eli say?

Tara wasn't pressing charges.

He's still conducting
his investigation.

Suggested I stay close.

I may not have
earned this, Wayne.

But I wanna know the truth.

I promise I won't
turn it on you.

- Did you know about any of this?
- No.

I just know she's just
doing what you would do.

Protecting her family from...

Tara framed me for
killing her unborn baby.

That pregnancy was
bullshit. You know that.

You want the truth or not?

Your control over
those boys, your family.

- It ain't healthy.
- I'm doing what any mother would...

Just let me finish.

What drives you is bad history.

It ain't real.

And it ain't what's
best for those boys.

I'm sorry this
happened to you. I am.

You got a lot of
love in you, Gemma.

Sweet, deep love.

I've seen it.

But it's so wrapped
around secrets and hate...

I don't know if you
can find it anymore.

So, what I...7

I just let her
destroy my life...

take away my family?

Is that the payback for
all the secrets and hate?

You got a couple roads
in front of you, sweetheart.

One of them is real slow and
probably very uncomfortable...

but eventually leads
back to those boys.

And the other one?

It's the road you're already on.

Judge filed your
restraining order.

It'll be served at
Gemma's house today.

- And the custody waivers, they in place?
- Yes.

With the case we've built, I doubt any
court would award custody to Jax or Gemma.

Good.

- I have to ask you...
- So this is...

This account is from the
sale of my father's house.

So I'll still be able to pay
you when we file against Jax.

That is not what I
was going to ask.

I know. But that's what you should
be focusing on. Doing your job.

I need full disclosure, Tara.
That's how I can defend you best.

Plausible deniability
and payment...

is how you defend me best.

You should go.

- Tara, I know what you did...
- You can show yourself out.

Stop it.

You stop it.

- Send him in.
- Yes, ma'am.

Thanks for coming
to see me, Charlie.

The least I could do, you
springing for the private car and all.

I assume you've read the bad
news about your business partners.

Yeah. Some very creative coverage.
Harvey Levin would be proud.

This is a proposed redistricting
of our city resources...

to cope with our
current fiscal issues.

It's my request for
law enforcement.

This puts the port under the
jurisdiction of the Sheriff's Department.

Which means your cronies have to find
another way to supplement their paychecks.

I know I'm just an
old, dirty dinosaur.

Probably just half as
smart as I think I am.

But I doubt you'd be giving me a heads-up
about all this. Which means, currently...

that's just a threat.

An hour ago, a homeless couple
out by the old Hobart plant...

saw a bunch of gang members
and guys on motorcycles.

They fit a familiar profile.

Then one of them ran down one of the
bangers, crushed him, dragged the body.

Threw it into the trunk of
a car and they all took off.

I want you to find out who
it was and why it happened.

Gloria Rodriguez on
line two. Said it's urgent.

Okay. Show Mr. Barosky
out. We're done.

What if I can't find anything?

Then this is no longer a threat.

It's a heads-up.

Tara?

Babe, you home?

- Hey. You on a burner?
- Yeah. What's going on?

Patterson pulled me into her office.
I'm in a men's room now, stalling...

before my police
escort takes me home.

- About the headline?
- That and the hit-and-run this morning.

Jesus Christ.

She's threatening
to bring the sheriff to

police the port. That
steps on everyone's game.

What does she want?

For starters, that driver who ran
down your banger buddy this morning.

- What does she know?
- Nothing. She just knows it happened.

She wants me to
fill in the blanks.

Listen, I'm swinging in the
breeze here, Handsome Jack.

I gotta give her something.
You owe me one.

My guys are
looking for the driver.

- I need him.
- I'm heading there now.

- I'll let you know when we get a hit.
- Get it soon.

Hey. I was looking for Tara.

She's not here.

What do you want?

I was there yesterday, at the
hospital. I just wanted to check on her.

You don't need to do that.

And don't come
to this house again.

What are you gonna do?

Bang another
speedball in my arm?

I'll do whatever I have to do.

I don't doubt that.

Look, Jax, I know how
much you love your sons.

And I know everything you do, good
and bad, is about taking care of them...

Not really looking for
your approval, Wendy.

I'm not the enemy, Jax.

I want the same thing you want.

You don't know what I want.

For your son to grow up
without hate in his heart.

That's what I want.

I'm tired of being hated.

Where's Ms. Rodriguez?

I told her I needed
to talk to you alone.

You don't have time to
play this game, Mr. Padilla.

No game. I'm ready.

I'm ready to give up
the source of the KG-9.

I'm listening.

You know about my son, Lucious?

Yes. I'm aware of his condition.

His condition.

I want him moved to the
best facility in the state.

He gets the best care
available for the rest of his life.

I can arrange that.

I wanna end up some place
near him so he can visit.

If you cooperate...

he won't have
to visit you in jail.

Yeah, he will.

It wasn't Teller who
supplied the gun.

It was me.

I bought the
KG-9 off the street.

Some journeyman dealer.

Never seen him before.

I gave it to Darvany
Jennings for protection.

Matthew...

must have found the gun.

I'm responsible for the
death of those children.

- Hey.
- Hi.

You looking for Jax?

I guess.

He had to head into Stockton.

Just stay for a
minute, all right?

I got this, Rat.

All right.

Hi. Really good to see you.

Yeah. You too.

I don't wanna interrupt.

Oh, no, I need a break. The
1Qs are overwhelming me.

Looking for a counter girl?

Yeah, something like that.

You mind?

No. Please, go ahead.

How are you feeling?

All right, I guess.
A little sore.

I don't know what happened
between you and Gemma.

It's none of my business.

But I do feel like I know
you both pretty well.

And if there's anything
you need me to do...

I appreciate that.

It'll work itself out.

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Always does.

Do you think he can do it?

Move Samcro into
legitimate business?

It's always easy to move.

It's just hard to stay there.

You know, Jax is still trying
to figure out how to be king.

When he settles into that...

he'll do what's
best for the club.

The run we've been on
the last couple of years...

almost any direction
is a better direction.

Do you think he can do it?

It doesn't matter what I
think. I'm just an old lady.

Thanks.

Look, doc.

Don't give up on him.

Jax is someone who
needs to be with someone.

Always been that guy.

We're up against it here.

I honestly don't know
if we're gonna make it.

But he ain't got a
chance without you.

We found the car, Jax.
Down there, end of the block.

- Do we know who?
- Well, he ain't a cop.

Local dude.

Guess he used to roll
with Camino Muerto.

Yeah, and they ain't
been around for years.

You think he's working
OG for someone else?

Nobody knows.

But we got a problem.

Fiasco put the call out.

Oh, shit.

Yeah. They wanna knock the
door down and blow his brains out.

You know what, maybe we
should back away from this one.

No. There's a better way.

DA pressed Barosky about
the hit-and-run this morning.

Threatening to undo his port control
if he doesn't give her something.

All right, so he
gives her the driver.

But we don't even
know who this guy is.

Whoever he is,
it ain't about us.

Barosky feeds it to the cops,
puts this guy out of commission...

we keep our
relationships intact.

Aye, makes sense.

What do we do about the
three amigos over there?

Nothing.

Just keep them calm
till we hear sirens.

All right.

What's up, man?

Here you go.
Lieutenant Roosevelt.

Moore tells me you picked up
Teller's mother on a domestic last night.

- Yeah.
- What happened?

Family dispute got physical.

Doctor Knowles
miscarried in the attack.

Jesus.

Are these people just godless?

I don't know.

Here's the report from
Lee Toric's hotel room.

They found trace DNA
from blood on the linoleum.

It belongs to Erin Byrne.

Toric killed her. Not Nero.

That's very sad.

We meet the end
we deserve, I guess.

Yeah.

So...

do you want me to
cut loose Padilla?

Nero Padilla admitted to supplying the
gun to Darvany Jennings this morning.

And the MC?

No. He said he bought
the KG-9 on the street.

You know he's lying.

About where he got the gun, yes.

But Padilla's far from innocent
in this crime, Lieutenant.

I get that.

But you're leveraging a confession
with a bogus murder charge.

You don't think his lawyer's
gonna look at this report?

She'll get him to
claim coercion.

They'll throw out
the confession.

I'm putting together a deal that
will give his son a better life...

in return for his
full admission.

- And that makes it okay?
- He's a man looking for a penance.

And I'm gonna give him one.

That's my job.

To look at the greater
justice. That's what this is.

Yeah. Okay.

What happens to Mrs. Teller?

I cut her loose for now.

You think that's wise?

The facts were unclear.

Things didn't add up.

I guess I was looking
at the simpler justice.

Guilty or not guilty.

You have a good day.

All right, Barosky's gonna
feed the intel to the DA.

We should clear out.

What's this about?

Shit, they're taking him.

Hey!

Let's go.

- We got him.
- Fiasco!

Fiasco!

Bro, what the hell are you
doing? We need to bounce now!

This ain't your business.
This guy's a dead man.

- Get on that bitch.
- You see that face. Look at me.

Do you remember me, huh?

- You jacked with the wrong group.
- Stop!

I'm gonna put a
hole through you.

- Look in my eyes! Look at me!
- I said, stop!

No! Hey, hey!

His kid was at the school.

- What the hell are you talking about?
- His kid!

What?

Is this your boy?

It was. You piece of shit!

You guys gave
that freak the gun!

He killed my baby boy.

Oh, shit, man.

Look, man.

We just found out the cops
know about the hit-and-run.

They're on their way here now.

You wanna kill this guy, house full of
evidence? Your car is parked outside.

Shit. So now what?

We just let him go?

His baby boy was gunned
down, brother. Dead.

He blames us for that.
What would you do?

Goddamn headlines did this, man.

It's for your own good.

- Let's get out of here.
- Aye.

Move.

- Come on, come on.
- Let's go. Come on.

I'm sorry.

- Drop the knife. Sir, put down the knife.
- You heard him.

Listen to me. Sir,
don't stand up. Sir!

- Drop the knife!
- Put it down now!

- Shit.
- James, get an RA!

Get a medical response
right away. On the radio.

Goddamn it, give me a towel!

- EAT?
- Five out.

Let's go.

This is 42, we're on scene.
Checking through the house.

He stabbed himself. He's dead.

Goddamn it.

Give me that.

Check out back.

Oh, my God.

I didn't know you
would be out yet.

I'm out.

Can we go inside and talk?

Just do whatever you're
gonna do, Gemma.

What did she promise you?

Some kind of
custody, visitation deal?

Does it really even matter?

I'm the one who's supposed to
be hopeless here, sweetheart.

Was any of it true?

The newcomer attack?

Tapping into my
rape rage to bond.

Brilliant.

Your idea or Tara's?

- I'm not gonna do this.
- Oh, it's too late for that, darling.

It's already done.

Tara's very smart.

Very ambitious.

But she's not blood.

I don't know how,
but eventually...

Jax is gonna realize
what she's done.

And the question for you is...

when he finds out the truth...

what side of the fence
do you wanna be on?

I'm starting to realize that...

I lose either way.

Oh, no, it doesn't
have to be that way.

You backed the wrong horse.

I'm giving you a chance
to change your bet.

Help me prove what she's done.

Then what?

You'll be the one who
gives me time with my son?

No.

I'll make sure Jax
doesn't kill you.

Think it over.

Gemma.

You should take this.

Take that too. Please.

You're gonna have to get rid
of that on your own, sweetheart.

Prove to me that
you can be trusted...

to be a good mommy.

We had no idea who the guy was.

Patterson's gonna want
my balls in a paper cup.

I'm sorry.

It serves that bitch right.

This shit's on her, man...

leaking that story.

Kind of wish I was
there to see her face.

- So, what are you gonna do?
- Play her game.

She may wanna cut off my balls,
but she knows I know the truth.

This is one headline she
ain't gonna want leaked.

"District attorney forces victim's
daddy to slit his own throat.”

It's very catchy.

No worries. You did good, pres.

Yeah. Charlie.

What did you do with Alice?

The thing that should happen to every
pedophile. Chopped, burned and buried.

I shouldn't have killed her.

Don't worry, kid, I'm not
gonna use it against you.

Unless I have to.

Let's go home, my brother.

Yeah.

- What are you doing here?
- I know.

I got the restraining order.
But I just had to see you.

I've got nothing to say to you.

But I gotta say this to you.

I did not hurt Tara.

I didn't cause that miscarriage.

- I would never...
- You're a liar.

And you're a
sick, twisted bitch.

You hate me all you want...

but I'm telling you the truth.

Let this eat into
your brain, Mother.

You're never gonna see my wife.

And you will never
see those kids again.

Grandma is dead.

This your deal for Lucious?
I want my lawyer here.

Open it.

What is this?

Trying to do right by your
kid? I wanna do right by these.

- I am doing the right thing.
- You're not.

You're too proud, too
stupid to do the right thing.

If you cared about these
kids, you'd tell me the truth.

I ain't saying another word
to you without my lawyer.

You don't need a lawyer.

Toric killed Erin Byrne.

You hold on to these.

And you think about them
every time you visit Lucious.

And know that if we believe in
the same god, debts will be paid.

He's free to go.

Do you ever regret it?

Coming back?

A lot of things
I'd do differently.

But, no.

He makes it all worth it.

Do you?

Sometimes I wish you'd
come back five years sooner.

Or five years later.

I'm lost here, Tara.

I'm trying to put
it back together...

but I don't know if I can.

I know.

I just feel so far
away from you now.

I know that's my fault.

Please just tell me,
how do I get back?

I'm not sure.

Babe.

Please let me back in.