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We prepared the WitSec agreement, included
your sons. Do you have the evidence?

You get it once I know both
immunity and protection are set.

- This isn't a game, Tara.
- I know it's not a goddamn game.

This is my life. Send the
documents to Glender.

He says I'm protected. I'll pick
up my boys and meet you tonight.

We gotta check you
in by noon tomorrow.

I appreciate all this help.
I just need to understand.

There's a pretty good
chance that Tara's going to jail.

And you want me to help you?

You betrayed me.

But you bought it back.

Jax is never gonna
let me near Abel.

I'll work on Jax.
You just get clean.

Shit that happens in
Oaktown don't stay in Oaktown.

What shit is that?

Word is Jax is handing
over the Irish guns...

to August Marks. Makes
a real problem for all of us.

Have a meet with the MC.

Jax should've thought about
that before killing people.

We found the truck. Your guns
were gone. Your guys were dead.

- Jesus Christ. Who did it?
- Lin.

This is all going to shit!

This is why you
need August Marks.

- Yeah?
- I need help.

Bobby's bleeding again.
The guys are with Jax.

- Okay. You need me to bring anything?
- No.

- Who can stay with the boys?
- They're at my house with Wayne.

You tell Gemma I pulled this on you. You
had to let me take them. You had no choice.

Abel, I'm your real mother.

- Baby, I'm your mom. I love you...
- Shut up.

- That's Marks?
- That's the boss.

- No, no, no!
- Piece of shit.

Don't worry. It ends well.

Talk to your organization.
Let them know I'm

serious about being
in business with them.

If you can provide the product, I
can put them in twice as many hands.

You need to unwind, man.
You're making everybody nervous.

- Help. There's something wrong with Juice.
- Oxy.

Jax said it was
what I had to do.

- Earn my wings.
- Darvany?

You killed her?

Still no answer.

She took my sons.

She must have made a deal.

There are lessons
to be found here.

But mostly I do this
so you can know me.

Lately as I write these, I realize they're
as much for me as they are for you.

This is the one place I
can be completely open.

The pen and paper
has no judgment.

No vote.

It simply receives my truth
and allows me to turn the page.

And today...

this is my truth.

I am terrified a
great deal of the time.

Afraid of what I've
done, of what I'm doing...

and of what I might have to do.

It's not a crippling fear.

In fact, it's just the opposite.

I thrive on it.

I crave it.

I need that rush of terror to
get me out of bed in the morning.

It's in my DNA.

I have tremendous remorse for
the acts of violence I've committed...

both planned and spontaneous.

But I think what brings
me the most sorrow is

that I've learned to
justify this behavior.

I always find a reason,
a cause, a need...

that allows me the karmic lubrication to
stuff my guilt into a savage compartment.

I've become the thing...

the one I hated.

And with that awareness
comes periods of days...

sometimes weeks...

when I have to avoid
looking into a mirror.

My self-hate is so
deep, so palpable...

I fear I'll lunge at
my own image...

shatter the glass and cut myself
with shards of broken reflection.

Since my best friend was
killed, I've lost my center.

Ope was always my
pull back to true north.

Now my doubt and sense of
fraudulence barks so loudly in my head...

that most of the time I
can't hear anything else.

Love, camaraderie, freedom...

all the things I want from
this life are lost in the din.

Forgive my indulgence, sons...

but today may be a
day we both remember.

A defining day.

And I want you to
look back at this entry...

and know that at the very least
your father was completely honest.

So you know I speak
the truth when I tell you

that you are the most
important thing to me.

I will never hurt you...

never abandon you.

I love you, Abel.

I love you, Thomas.

More than anything or anyone.

I always will.

Everything I do...

Is for my sons.

No, keep them on it
till you hear from me.

Tara never came home.

We have units at the
house, St. Thomas and T-M.

I talked to her lawyer and
hospital. Haven't heard from her.

- Yeah, well, she's scared.
- Think she's running?

- She's too smart for that.
- Yeah.

Well, she's out of options. By this
time, they'll know she took the boys.

There's no turning back.

Do you think Teller would really kill
her if he found out what she's doing?

Let's find out.

There you go. Come
on. There you go, champ.

Thanks, honey.

- Hey.
- Hey, baby.

- Hey.
- Darling, you okay?

Yeah, just sore. I'm okay.

You hear from Jax?

Yeah, he's on his
way. He's on his way.

Because I saw Quinn and a
sheriff outside his house when I left.

Aye. Well, we'll get West at
the cabin, Montez at St. Thomas.

Tara shows up, we'll
be the first to know.

She's probably
already in protection.

No, then why would there
be sheriffs outside the house?

If she gave up the club,
we'd already be in custody.

We'll figure it out
with Jax. Come on.

Hey.

Give me a minute?

Yeah.

Sweetheart, run
up to Sarducci's...

-pick up some sausage and
peppers, dozen hard rolls, some sides.

- Guys are gonna be hungry.
- Sure.

Sarducci's?

I can make better
sandwiches here.

Come on.

I'll introduce you to my
friend, Knee-Pads Nina.

She likes them kind of freaky.

Why do they call her Knee-Pads?

Wow, where were you hatched?

New Jersey. It's
the Garden State.

Really?

I like that girl.

- She's got sass.
- Yeah, she's cute.

Nuts, but cute.

Jax is letting her
work off the damage.

How about you?

Where you at with
working off the damage?

Not as good as you.

You reek of bleach.

Yeah, well, I've just
been staying busy.

Tara's a shitty cleaner.

There's a lot more to do.

You dodged my question.

You okay?

I'm sorry about Diosa. I just...

- lost track of what I took.
- Bullshit.

You are not a guy
that loses track, Juice.

You knew taking that
many could kill you.

But it didn't.

Grateful or disappointed?

I don't wanna die, Gem.

I'm just...

a little unsure about how
to live in all this right now.

You gonna tell Jax?

No.

He's got enough shit
on his plate right now.

Yeah.

Nero say anything
about last night?

I think I might've...

over-shared on a few things.

It's okay.

He knew you were gay.

Don't worry. You
didn't say anything.

And he's not gonna either.

Yeah, okay.

You gotta decide what
you want, sweetheart.

You hear me?

Vulnerability is a liability.

No place for it in this life.

Trust me.

I know.

Hey, babe.

Where you been?

Just riding mostly.

I'm okay.

Hear anything?

No.

Everyone's upstairs, brother.

Okay, thanks.

- Is Nero at Diosa?
- Stockton.

Be back in a few hours.

Shit.

Are you kidding me?

I'm about to go catfight
on the colored girl.

Mom, not today.

We should talk, Jackson.

Tell Nero I'll see him at Diosa.

Mrs. Teller.

Suck my white crack.

We can't choose
our family, right?

What do you want?

I think I'd like to talk
to Mr. Teller alone.

Yes, ma'am.

Our ties seem to
be getting deeper.

How's that?

Do you know where your wife is?

She took the boys.

- Little retreat.
- Where to?

Why do you care?

We had a meeting. She missed it.

I'm just trying to find out if
we're going to reschedule.

When I see her,
I'll let her know.

Do you ever struggle with
your need to be a good man?

I struggle with all my needs.

Just like everyone else.

My guess is you
struggle with it every day.

What you are crashing
into who you are.

Are we done?

I know how much you love Tara.

And I see how
deeply she loves you.

Betrayal is a very
intense feeling.

One that can only be matched...

by the maternal instinct of a
mother protecting her young.

I don't need a lesson
in family feelings.

If you have something
to say, then say it.

Whatever decisions
happen here today...

the outcome lands on you.

Are you willing to let
your family pay the price...

for your mistakes?

Is that what a good
man would do?

Because if that happens,
I promise you, son...

it's gonna destroy you.

And everything else you love.

And that's not the
law in me talking.

That's the flawed mother
who made a lot of mistakes.

You're a husband.

And a father.

And a man.

Before all of this.

Own your place.

Patterson doesn't
know where Tara is.

She was supposed to meet.

She never showed.

So she made a deal?

Obviously contingent on something
she was supposed to bring...

or do at that meeting.

What does she have?

She's seen a lot.

They want testimony.

You think she's running?

Not with the boys. She
wouldn't put them through that.

Abel has to be close to
his doctors. It's too risky.

Means she's out there
trying to decide where to jump.

And we need to find her first.

To convince her that the
club is depending on her.

To convince her not to rat.

And if we can't?

Then we do what we have to do.

We will make that call
when we know more.

Right now we just need to
find out where the hell she is.

Yeah.

Okay.

She has no family here.

The administrator
at the hospital.

She's tight with her.

Okay.

I'll put Montez on that.

And the new lawyer.

Unser knows who it is. Let's
sit on him, see if he's in touch.

Maybe Barosky can help,
have his cops keep an eye out.

That's a good idea.
Give him a call.

Sorry, guys.
Gentleman to see Jax.

Marcus Alvarez.

If you're here for ice cream,
I'm afraid it's just a front.

Jackson.

Marcus.

Heard about Clay.
My condolences.

Yeah.

A lot of changes
going on with your club.

Yeah.

You traveling all this way makes
me think maybe that's a problem.

I have my concerns.

Hap.

About?

You and Pope help put together the
boundaries and distribution in Oakland.

Us, black, the Chinese.

We're making it work because we
trusted you'd keep everybody honest.

I never claimed to be godfather.

I just set up the meeting. Boundaries
and treaties were a mutual agreement.

Maybe you should've
called another meeting.

One to say you
were giving up guns.

Every move I've made since picking up that
gavel's been heading in this direction.

You knew it was coming.

Handing off the guns to
Marks. Gunning down Lin's crew.

Is that something else
we should've seen coming?

Irish pissed off Lin.

Took it out on us.
Grabbed one of my guys.

I did what I had to do.

The cartel thing,
Jax, is closing down.

Romeo, he crushed
that Lobo Sonora threat.

Moving that blow and guns,
that was big cash for us.

Losing it, that shit hurts.

Now, that gun trade
would've filled in the gap.

You should've came
to us with that offer.

Okay, first of all, you would've never
had that cartel income if it wasn't for us.

Second, you don't have the reach
or the contacts that Marks has.

Look, Marcus, I get it.

Black taking over guns
looks like a power shift.

But it's not.

August has no interest in
upsetting the balance in Oakland.

He's just got the
biggest network.

He's insulated,
he's got political ties.

It was our only
play with the Irish.

We're behind two weeks
on the gun shipment.

- Transition's gonna take a minute.
- I don't got a minute, ése.

Things ain't quite this
quiet in my neighborhood.

And because of your
guys, it's about to jump off.

Marks should've gotten the
first shipment from the Irish.

I'll make a call. We'll
get you your guns.

And talk to August,
hear it from him.

Oaktown is gonna
be business as usual.

Today.

Yeah, okay.

I want Nero there.

Why?

Nero ain't part
of this business.

We're carving out a new
relationship. I trust his judgment.

What kind of relationship?

Mayans are setting
up in Stockton.

Since when?

Charter will be
live in two weeks.

Comstock, east side.

I got business in Stockton.
Legitimate business.

Why am I just hearing
about this now?

Come on, ése. Everything I've been
doing has been heading in that direction.

You knew it was coming.

I'll pick up the guns at the
boneyard like we always do.

Call me.

Problems in taco nation?

Get me King Nero.

- Hello?
- Mitch, it's Tara Knowles.

- Tara, are you okay?
- Yeah.

Where are you? What happened?

I'm in Lodi. I just... I
needed some time to think.

Patterson had a feeling
that's what was going on.

Look, the deal is still on the
table, but it has to happen today.

- Tell them I'm ready.
- I have to bring you in.

- Another no-show, it'll be dead.
- No, I want to meet with you first...

- make sure the deal is what they promised.
- All right.

I'm at the courthouse. I need to get
to my office, pick up the documents.

Okay, I'll text you
where to meet.

- See you then.
- Bye.

Was that Daddy?

No, baby.

That was my friend who's
helping us with our trip.

It's gonna be so much fun.

They're gonna take
us to a really cool place.

Lots of things to play with.

Then we get to pick anywhere
in the world we want to go.

We're going on an airplane?

Yeah, maybe two or three.

But I need you to do me a favor.

I think your little
brother might be scared.

Lots of new people, new places.

He's gonna really
need his big brother.

Hi, stinky monkey.

So let's play Follow the Lawyer.

I'd rather play Let's
Run Over the Lawyer.

It's still early.

Find out where Marks is.

You boys are all here.

- Tyler. Rig.
- What up?

Where's Marks at?

- You doing okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

- No word on Tara yet.
- Yeah, I talked to Gemma.

Sorry.

How long you known Mayans
were setting up in Stockton?

Found out yesterday.

What, you think I'd
keep that from you?

I don't know. You and
Alvarez got family ties.

Did time together.

Yeah, we know each other.

But I don't keep
secrets from friends.

What does that mean?

You believe in karma, hermano?

You know, something greater
that's moving all the pieces around.

- Not today.
- I do.

I know it. Shit, I feel it
every time I see my boy.

You ever think maybe...

all of these bad things that are
happening to the mother of your children...

just maybe that's
because of some heinous

thing that you did to
another child's mother?

I don't know where
you're going with this...

Please, don't lie
to me twice, Jax.

I know what happened to Darvany.

I know what you had Juice do.

- What did Juice do?
- Killed an innocent woman.

And then you looked
at me in the eye...

and you lied to me about it.

You embraced me
and called me brother.

You think shit like that just
gets buried? Just goes away?

It don't, hermano.
It comes back.

And when it does...

it makes you pay.

Nero.

Hey. Marks? He ain't coming.

Tyler's handling all
the street work now.

Jesus Christ.

So how did that go?

Little different
than I expected.

- Marcus.
- Tyler.

- Good to see you.
- Where's Marks?

Mr. Marks can never be a part
of what happens on the street.

We understand that you got some worries
about how this shift affects Oaktown.

We ain't got no worries.

Yo, I think we all trying
to understand what

this new business
model's gonna look like.

I assured the Mayans
that nothing changes.

Drug, pussy, street
games, all stay the same.

Just a different face
handling the hardware, right?

That's right. It's
a prettier face.

But everything
else looks familiar.

- What about Lin?
- What about him?

As long as he stay in line,
he still keep his territory.

What? You keeping everybody
in line now, ése? Is that it?

I already told you, Marcus.

The thing with Lin was
about the Irish and my guy.

That's right. It
doesn't hurt Oakland.

You killed his uncle and eight of his
guys. How does that not hurt Oakland?

That's not your worry.

We're gonna deal with the blowback.
We just reached out to Henry Lin.

How about you just stay
focused on your guns, gentlemen?

Okay.

I heard what I needed to hear.

We'll take your guns.

My guys will unload.

Give Rig the cash.

See you next month.

- Okay.
- Yes, sir.

Okay, brother.

You take care of them.

I guess neither one of us is important
enough to get Marks on the street.

He can't be seen with
the hardware. I'll arrange...

Wake up, ése.

I'm just a wetback thug and
you're an obsolete white boy.

Neither one of us
can eat at his table.

Wanna help us load the guns?

Yeah, sure.

So, what happened
with the Chinese?

Tyler and your boy, Teller,
gunned them down in cold blood.

My guess, to impress the IRA.

Close the deal with Marks.

Hold on. Open them up.

Let him see.

That's good.

Give him the money, huh?

What is this sh...?

What are you doing, hermano?

Just putting food on our table.

Load them up. Let's go.

See you at the house, huh?

I'll have my guys keep an eye
open, pass it on to the other divisions.

- How long ago did she split?
- Last night.

I don't want anyone pulling
her over, spooking her.

- I just need to know where she is.
- I get it.

Look, I'm sorry, kid. Taking
your boys, that shit's rough.

- Yeah.
- Got some good news.

Navy's back in town.
Colette's doubled her business.

Looks like things are
stabilizing around here.

Yeah, I heard. That's good.

The Mayans MC, you know them?

- Alvarez, right?
- Yeah.

I just found out he's setting up
a charter in Stockton. East side.

Won't affect you directly, but I
wanted you to hear it from me.

Mayans and the
Niners, that beef still on?

- No, not anymore.
- Hey.

Sorry to interrupt.
Just talked to Bobby.

They followed that
lawyer to a park in Lodi.

- Is Tara there?
- Not yet.

But he said the guy's just sitting in
the car, like he's waiting for someone.

- What park?
- Near the strip.

With the kid rides and
the Mother Goose shit.

Abel loves that park.

- Thanks, Charlie.
- You bet. Good luck.

Call Bobby. Tara shows
up, don't let her leave.

Done.

Hap, you're with me.

When your boss settles his domestic
crisis, he may have to deal with another.

What?

Before you got here,
heard a call on the band.

Four black guys in One-Niner ink gunned
down in a junkyard outside of Oakland.

Fresh motorcycle
tracks all over the yard.

- Shit.
- I'll take that as a confirmation.

Mayans are pissed off that
we gave black gun distribution.

I saw that coming.

It ain't easy giving
up the crown, boys.

Every peasant and whore is
gonna be fighting for your jewels.

Don't you worry, Charlie.
Your jewels are safe.

- It won't spill into Stockton.
- You sure about that?

Where's our boy
Nero land on this?

Brown loves brown.

You blindsided me
with that shit, holmes.

I didn't know it was gonna go
down like that. It just played out.

No disrespect, huh?

I can't be part of that, Marcus.

I got more than just
business with the MC.

Yeah, I heard.

Clay's old lady.

Yeah.

Yeah, she matters to me.

Look, nobody's trying
to force your hand.

I know you been trying to get
out of the streets. You deserve it.

Pass it on to your boy
over there. He looks eager.

Yeah.

And what's that gonna look like?

Like you're letting
go of Stockton.

You still dreaming
about that farm?

Then retire, ése.
Go get that shit.

Just fade away?

Yeah. Alive and with someone.

That don't happen very
often. Not to guys like us, ése.

We're sitting down
with the Chinese tonight.

Lin's place.

Breaking down
Stockton and Oakland.

It's gonna get
bloody for a while.

Send Fiasco. Let him represent.

You and me, we're good, holmes.

Come on.

Mommy dearest.

You can go ahead.

- Cute.
- Yeah.

Perfect. In the shade.

It's everything she promised.

Full immunity for Pamela Toric.

The WitSec is
complicated. Essentially...

you give them that bullet and your
testimony, allows them to use RICO.

I'd have to testify in court?

If it went to trial,
most likely, yes.

Okay.

I'm staying at the Barnes Motel.

Off of Canyon. Room 11.

They can pick me up there.

It's the first time
he's had fun in days.

Can you...? Can you
give us a little time?

Sure.

I'll let Patterson know.

Looks like she's staying.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Anything new on Tara?

The guys don't think
she made a deal yet.

That bitch DA is
looking for her too.

Black?

Yeah, sure.

And what if...

Tara's running?

Jax'll find her.

Do what needs to be done.

- Is Wendy almost ready?
- Yeah.

- Thanks for taking her.
- Yeah, no problem.

You off to see the pimp?

I am.

Did you go this morning?

Yeah.

Anyone else there?

No.

Just me and the
cons burying him.

What was that for?

I don't know what
I'd do without you.

I love you, Wayne.

I hope you know that.

Yeah, well, I'm very lovable.

Hey, any word from Tara?

Don't you worry about Tara.

Well, I don't wanna check
in until I know Abel's safe.

Sure. I'll go out and
score you another balloon...

80 you have something
to do while you wait.

You know the drill.

You ain't of any use to your
kid until you get straightened out.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I just
hate practicing what I preach.

Tell me about it.

You get well. We'll come
see you at family day.

Oh, Jesus Christ.
That's terrifying.

You're my family.

Yes, we are.

No detours.

Yes, Mother.

I'll be at Diosa.

- Want some?
- Yeah.

Hey, we are gonna have to stop by my
place so I can grab some more shit, okay?

Let my landlady know that
I'm gonna be on vacation.

Then we should head out soon.

Yeah, okay.

Gemma told me
about your girl and all.

Didn't know if you wanted
me to call her or something.

Oh, no, thanks.

I don't really wanna rip
off that scab right now.

Yeah.

I get it.

How's your wife?

She split.

My cancer wasn't exactly the
retirement she had planned.

She's in Boca.

Hooked up with
some guy with a boat.

A goddamn boat.

What a bitch.

Hey, to the bitches we hate.

So then why are
you still in Charming?

No job, no wife.

I mean, I don't wanna sound harsh or
anything, but if my clock were ticking...

I don't think I'd wanna spend
my final time in this place.

Oh, I don't know.

I guess because it's the only
place where someone still loves me.

You still love him?

Jax?

No.

We should've never been married.

We were just drinking buddies
who had some great sex.

Gemma was driving that wedding
train. She wanted grandkids.

Jax had a good heart.

I always felt safe with him.

I'm afraid that's gone.

I know.

I know.

Look, there he is. Here
comes Abel. Here he comes.

Daddy.

Hey, buddy.

Buddy, let's go play.

Sit down.

What are you gonna do?

I just need to talk to you.

I know you think you need
to do this, but I can't let you.

- You know that.
- Please, don't...

hurt me in front of the kids.

That's not what I want.

But that's all there is.

There is no other ending.

I have sacrificed
everything for you.

I have tried...

to see what you see,
how you see it, but I can't.

All I see are the lies
and the violence...

and how it's changed you.

Turned you into a monster.

I'll die if I have to.

At least I know I tried to save
them from becoming what you are.

I never forced my life on you.

You came back to me.

You're part of what I am, Tara.

You always have been.

That was my mistake.

Thinking our love, our bond,
was stronger than the pull of your...

history, but it's not.

You were gonna pull
them out of this, remember?

You were gonna break the cycle.

I know the turmoil you live with, Jax. I
feel the pain you wake up with every day.

And now you condemn your
sons to that same torture?

They will suffer...

with this.

Will you let me say goodbye
to them before you take me?

I'm not going to hurt you.

I'm not going to hurt them.

You don't have to run.

Not anymore.

What am I supposed to do?

Just be a good mother.

Save our boys.

Please.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You been in Stockton
this whole time?

Yeah. How long you been waiting?

Long enough.

Everything okay?

You been in the barrio a lot.

Shit with my crew.

Any word on Tara?

No.

I was gonna head over to
Jax's and finish up some work.

- Came by, see if you wanted to come with.
- No.

- Complicated day.
- Yeah, no shit.

- You wanna talk about it?
- No.

Mind if I do?

Not now.

- Sorry, Gem...
- What's going on?

Nothing, nothing. I just...

I just got some shit
that I gotta work out...

and I need to be
alone for a while.

- What do you mean, "a while"?
- Right now. Okay?

Yeah, okay.

Jesus Christ.

- Gemma.
- What?

I can't handle this shit
today. Do not play with me.

- I can't do this!
- What are you talking about?

If I were to tell you right
now, let's just go, mama...

get away, you and me...

out of Stockton,
out of Charming...

- What the hell happened...?
- Would you come with me?

Could you leave all this behind?

Your boy?

Your club?

- You know I can't make that choice.
- I know, I know.

I know.

But I have to.

What are you saying?

Jesus Christ.

Are you dumping me?

You son of a bitch.

No, no. No, wait.

Get off of me.

Asshole!

Gemma.

We need to speak with you.

Alone, please.

Give us a minute.

What is this?

This is me owning my place.

Here's how it works.

I turn myself in as the source of
the KG-9 that Matthew Jennings used.

Just me. Not my club.

You drop all
charges against Tara.

- I can't protect her with that.
- I won't need it.

Nothing will happen
to her or my boys.

She's free to take them
anywhere she wants.

You get the real devil responsible
for the death of four kids...

and an innocent
woman is set free.

Where are your boys now?

They're at the ice
cream shop with my guys.

I'm gonna go and spend
some time with them.

Then I'll meet you
at our house at 6:00.

Turn myself in.

That's the only deal.

- Are you sure you want this?
- Yes.

I've called my lawyer
and he's putting it together.

- If you don't honor this...
- I will.

I'll let everybody know.

And I'll keep Lieutenant
Roosevelt posted here.

Okay.

Thank you.

I love you.

I love you.

There's gotta be another way.

There's not, man.

I can't ask my wife
to take the hit for us.

And I'm not letting
it land on the club.

Maybe this is what was
supposed to happen.

Why I've been so hellbent
on trying to get us out of guns.

I hate this.

I know, brother.

What are they charging you with?

Possession, conspiracy.

With the parole violation and the priors,
I hate to say, they're gonna hang you.

Surrendering buys
me some good faith.

Tara's lawyer thinks
they'll settle for 25.

Parole in 10, maybe
seven if I'm lucky.

Jesus.

I'm good with it.

I'll still get to see
my boys grow.

And we got the
club in a good place.

I mean, shit's a little bumpy
with brown, but that'll iron out.

Did you talk to Alvarez
and Nero after the buy?

No. All quiet.

You should tell
the rest of the club.

No.

You should tell
the rest of the club.

I don't want it.

You're always talking about
what is best for the club, Bobby.

You leading is best.

With him at your left,
we have a chance.

Just keep moving
towards legitimate shit.

Get Caracara up and running.

T-M back on track.

Samcro will be fine.

Chibs?

Yeah.

Okay.

There's one more thing.

I was wrong about Juice.

He can't be trusted.

Why? What happened?

Bring him up to speed.

Aye.

I'm gonna go be with my boys.

All right, good.

We'll lock after
your family, Jackie.

Whatever Tara
wants, you support it.

Of course.

Thank you.

I love you both so much.

Hey.

You okay?

I been calling you.

Did you drop off Wendy?

Yeah.

You talk to Jax or the guys?

No.

Why, what happened?

I...

I got a call from Tara's lawyer looking
to pull police archives from Charming.

They're arresting him, Gem.

I guess Tara made a deal.

I gotta finish some things.

- Whoa, where you going?
- To work.

My truck is blocking
you in the driveway.

- Let me drive.
- I'm fine, Wayne.

Hey, maybe you don't
remember what happened...

last time I let you
drive in this condition.

It wouldn't matter anyway.

I'm never gonna see
my grandsons again.

Hey, man, I'm feeling...

Feeling really light-headed.

Would you get my pills?

- The heart ones?
- Yeah.

They're in my bathroom.

In a white bottle.

- All right, just relax, okay?
- Yeah.

Thank you.

Bye, darling.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Another one.

I know some of
what's happening, son.

The guys will fill you in.

Someone better fill your mom in.

Yeah, we've been
trying to find her.

She was at the house.

I'm not sure where she went.

She was in pretty bad shape.

She took my truck.

I'll find her.

Yeah, okay.

Come to Uncle Chibby.

Gonna miss you, brother.

You betrayed me.

To the ceiling.

Stuck to the ceiling.

If it goes to the
ceiling, it's gonna break.

Is Wayne here?

Not sure.

I'm glad it turned
out this way, Tara.

I know it's still a sad
day for your family...

but it's the right thing.

I know.

Wayne?

He's probably helping Jax.

All right, well, I'm gonna go
wait outside for Patterson, okay?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Hey, Wayne, is that you?

I'm looking for Gemma.

She's not here. I
just dropped off Tara.

She took Unser's truck.

Oh, my God.

Had to be done. Had to be done.

I had work to do.

- Had to be done.
- What did you do?

She did this. She did this.

She made a deal.

She betrayed him.

Tara didn't rat, Gemma.

Jax gave himself
up to protect her.

To keep her safe.

We got...

Tara will come pick
them up after I go.

Take care of yourself.

I love you, brother.

We're all good.

Love you, brother.

We'll be okay, brother.

Love you, my brother.

Love you.

Glad you're here, my friend.

Babe?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.