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Previously on

Sons of Anarchy:

August.

Jackson.

Any word on what happened to

your wife?

Nothing yet.

You need to

understand that the revenge

can't land on the street.

I won't do a thing until

the time is right.

You killed my wife.

I'm here to help, Jax.

Just need to know the game plan.

We're gonna unravel

Lin.

Take apart his business.

Triads trade their weapons

for heroin!

That shit was crazy

fun, man.

Let me know where I can

have my boys drop off some cash.

Man, that'd be awesome.

Thanks.

Is that what I'd be?

A, uh, consultant?

I believe the

official title is "consulting

investigator."

I'm gonna want to see

everything you have on Tara

Knowles's murder.

Why is that?

Want to be the best

consultant I can be.

Things have gotten a

little unraveled.

We heard about the

Chinese guns.

Lin is gonna be here

any minute.

It wasn't us, Henry.

I put my Indian Hills charter on

it.

They're gonna dig in.

All right, you have

until noon tomorrow.

If I don't have something by

then, I will turn Charming into

a goddamn killing field.

Spent the night in a

bathtub.

Bound and gagged.

What'd that cost you?

Juice didn't charge

me.

Let me know if there's anything

I can do to help.

I'm tired of counting bodies,

too.

How you doing?

You guys want a hit?

Nah, we're good.

Partying all alone?

Yeah, yeah.

It's just us tonight.

Yeah, it's Bobby

Munson.

Tell Lin we found the crew that

hit his delivery.

Hey, Gibby, open up.

It's me.

Gibby!

Action.

Throw the switch.

Ah... mmm...

More power!

More!

Ah!

Skankenstein lives!

Skankenstein is... horny.

And cut!

Yeah, baby!

Yeah!

Scorsese ain't got shit on

you, baby!

Congratulations, boys.

That was the first take of a

Red Woody production.

You're a genius.

Thank you.

You said you wanted to

help?

Yeah.

And I meant it.

You're working with

the sheriffs.

I am.

But that's about Tara.

Something... I need to do.

How do I know I can

trust you?

You really gotta ask

me that?

You had me bound and gagged in a

bathtub, son.

I think I would've already

dropped the dime on you if

that's what I wanted.

I need a favor.

It's a big one.

But it's something that I...

need to do.

Before I just run away.

Okay.

But I'm gonna want a favor, too.

About Tara.

Anything that can point me in

the direction of her killer.

You give me that... and I'll

help you.

Okay, Abel, I'm

purple, and you're orange, okay?

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, no, that's too

heavy for you, mama.

What you got in there?

Guns and ammo?

Books.

Ah.

Way more dangerous.

Hey, Gemma, are you

taking these?

Oh, no.

I got African crows at home.

They'd just shred 'em into

cat food.

You want 'em?

Really?

Yeah.

I think they're beautiful.

Yeah.

They really are.

They see everything.

Sandy.

Phone.

It's Ken again.

Shit.

Okay.

What?

It's my dad.

He doesn't like what I do...

until he needs money.

Oh...

You really have to

leave?

Temporary.

Can't believe you're

gonna make me schlep out to that

Stockton whorehouse.

Nah, it just means I'm

gonna have to spend a little bit

more time at your place.

Yeah, why not?

Everyone else is living there.

Aw, come on.

I thought you like a full house.

Grandma.

Yeah, I do.

I do.

Hey...

You sure everything's gonna be

okay with you and Jax?

Seems tense.

Streets are still a

little complicated.

You know?

But we're gonna get through it.

Hey, hey.

I-I wouldn't pull you back in if

I didn't think that.

Hmm?

Okay.

We went to Selma.

Found the house.

Was the crew there?

One of 'em.

Dead.

Shotgun hole in the chest.

Huh.

Shit.

Triads get there first?

I don't know yet.

There was a lot of blood and

footprints, but whoever did it

left a kilo right on the table.

It was ours.

Did you find the rest?

No.

Who were these guys?

How'd you get intel on them?

One of our other

charters, Indian Hills, bumped

into 'em a couple times hauling

guns back to Nevada.

Ex-peckerwoods, move meth and

anything else they can steal.

They put the word out, right

after your buy got hit, that

they had smack to sell.

Not very bright.

That's my point.

Figured it had to be them.

We're gonna dig into

this.

But for now, Henry will keep a

détente in place.

Fair enough.

Let us know if you need help.

Okay.

Think he was lying

about that one body?

I don't know.

Why would he?

They were both very

dead.

Family and friends could've

found them.

And left the heroin?

Yeah...

Dig into the guy

that's M.I.A.

See if you can find out who

he is.

And where the hell he went.

I'll call Jury.

Come on, I gotta visit

Tully.

See if he can move these

extra keys.

Ebony Prince.

You expecting him?

No.

You're a little early.

12 Inches of Slave don't shoot

till this afternoon.

Get in.

So much for playful

banter.

I think they're still

a little sensitive about the

whole slave thing.

My bad.

If he drives, we follow.

So what's going on?

What did Lin's crew

want?

Saw 'em driving away.

Just tying down loose

ends on the Irish guns.

This doesn't work if

we don't trust each other.

Trust can't live in the same

space as secrets and lies.

You agree?

Yeah.

So I'll ask you

again.

Why were the Chinese here?

Same reason you're here,

August.

Chinese gun buy down in Selma

got ambushed.

We're the likely suspects.

I gave Lin proof that we had

nothing to do with it.

There's not gonna be a war.

I'll need that proof

as well.

It was local

peckerwoods.

One of our NV charters got the

intel.

I gave it to Lin.

His crew found them dead with a

brick of their H.

Sloppy amateurs.

Very convenient.

Dead alibi.

A few kilos still at large.

I know they lost four.

This doesn't work...

if we don't trust each other.

So, we good?

You know the biggest

difference between me and

Mr. Pope?

Damon made his bones being the

smartest guy on the street.

I made mine being the deadliest.

Don't cross me, Jackson.

I have no remorse killing you...

or any of the Sons.

Change of plan.

Visiting white will have to

wait.

It's a black day.

♪ 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 bed

Until you die

♪ Gotta look this life

In the eye. ♪

What's up, bro?

Yo.

Hey, thanks for meeting

us halfway.

No problem.

What's pressing?

Shit. What isn't?

I hear that.

Shit's getting very complicated,

man.

Sorry about your old lady.

Thanks.

Sorry about your crew

getting hit.

Yeah, me, too.

August shutting down

payback... that can't be going

down easy.

It ain't.

Why am I here, man?

August is clamping

down on us, too.

I know.

He thinks you hit the Chinese

gun buy.

Did you?

The direction I'm headed

might not be the same as August.

In fact, we may end up

running head-on into each other.

If that happens, I need

to know where I stand with the

One-Niners.

Shit.

We don't have independent

business like your club.

Laroy sold our street to Pope

three years ago.

August Marks feeds our pipeline.

If we shit on that hookup, then

we could lose everything.

Come on, bro, you were

solid before Pope.

You'll be solid after Marks,

right?

What if I promise I'll

make sure your crew keeps their

turf, stays whole?

Shit with the Mayans,

my niggas is all sideways

already, man.

That's gonna be a hard promise

to sell.

Maybe this will make it

easier.

Half a key.

You move that on your own.

Nothing goes to Marks.

We'll take a nominal bite.

You use the profit to give

purple a base to break away.

And you get the other

half once we're sure you're

with us.

Shit.

You did hit the Chinese.

Nah.

Let's just say it fell off

a truck.

I have an internal

problem.

Could complicate things.

One of my OGs, Chester Kray,

he using this yellow-brown shit

storm to make a play.

He's splitting off, starting a

new set of purple.

How many going with him?

Don't matter.

Any divide hurts me.

You help me squash that, and

I'll make sure that the Niners

land with the outlaws.

I did some digging.

I may have an angle on the

murders.

That was fast.

Mmm.

This from the MC?

Um, more or less.

It might make sense to focus the

investigation on Henry Lin's

crew out of Oakland.

Why would the Chinese

kill Knowles and Roosevelt?

Look, the MC are

getting out of guns.

They're handing over their

business to black.

The crew under Pope's heir, uh,

August Marks.

The Chinese are upset about

that.

So, why kill the wife

and not Teller?

I'm not sure.

But Eli was assigned to escort

Tara.

My guess is he was collateral

damage.

Who's your source,

Wayne?

Somebody paying me

back a favor.

It's reliable intel.

Uh, you should dig in, hand it

off to the detectives.

That consulting badge

isn't carte blanche to go rogue.

It's an A...

I know, I know.

It's an A.D. investigation.

I need to know who

you're talking to.

And if I want to keep

him talking, it's got to be off

the record.

For now.

No disrespect.

Ma'am.

Shit.

I thought she was shopping.

Me, too.

Brooke?

Are you in there?

Why is this door locked?

Uh, com-coming.

One second.

Brooke!

Oh, Christ.

Really?

In front of the baby?

Uh, he was sleeping.

And he's, like...

a baby.

Bad judgment.

I got it.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

It's okay.

You're okay.

It's okay.

This was...

It's okay.

This was all my

fault.

Don't tell Gemma.

She's just a kid.

Do not pull her into this.

I'm not pulling her

into anything.

Just...

just don't knock her up.

Okay?

Hi, buddy.

This better not come

back to bite me in the ass,

Handsome Jack.

Come on, Charlie, you

can trust me.

That's what Custer

said to his troops.

Charlie, you'll come

out looking like a hero.

Jax, I just heard from

Chester.

Pier 19, bro.

We'll let you know when

it goes down.

I'll be here.

Waiting for the Indians.

Thanks for meeting us.

Yeah.

Hey, boys, this is a

friendly conversation.

So we all just relax, right?

They'll relax when I

tell them to.

I know you been talking to

Tyler.

Yeah.

He had a few things to say about

you.

None of them good.

That's why we asked

you here.

We're looking for

someone in purple who's actually

got some balls.

Who ain't afraid to stand up to

August Marks.

Yeah, and why's

that?

Lin had my wife killed.

Marks won't let me retaliate.

Same way he won't let your crew

pay back the Mayans.

Boss be the boss.

What can you do?

I can handle my shit.

And when I do, boss ain't gonna

like it.

He's gonna try to turn the

Niners against us.

I'm looking for some like-minded

allies.

And if you find this

ally?

I'd split the spoils of

war.

But first I'd hand back the guns

the Mayans took from you.

'Cause we know where

they are.

Navy docks.

Ten minutes away.

Well, that's bold,

I'll give you all that.

Your intel any good?

Oh, yeah.

Charlie Barosky.

Ex-cop, runs the port.

He's on my payroll.

We'll be in and out so

fast no one will know what

happened.

And you look like a

leader.

Okay.

See you there.

Okay, I'm gonna put

you on as a contact, which means

that you can pick up Abel from

school if we need you to.

I'm a excellent

driver.

All right, just keep

your claws out of your pants and

on the wheel; I'll be happy.

No!

What was that?

What's that?

Whoa.

Stop it! No!

You can't just take what you

want.

I can take what's mine.

What the hell is

this?!

Who's this, your

whore queen?

Stop it!

This dick a john?

I'm her father.

Mind your own business, all

of you.

He's taking my money

again.

No, you're paying me

back, you lying little slut.

Where's your goddamn wallet?

Get out of here!

Gemma... Gemma!

Nero!

No!

Daddy!

All right.

Okay, okay!

Daddy!

All right, all right!

Easy, easy.

Baby, baby, you okay?

I'm all right.

I'm okay.

Daddy.

Leave me alone.

Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

I'm all right.

I'm okay.

Oh, Christ.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

Shut up.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, you don't need

to be in there.

Here we go.

Let's get you something to

drink.

Huh?

You're hurt, Grandma.

I'm fine.

Fine.

What happened to her

daddy?

He, uh...

he did a bad thing.

Does my daddy do bad

things?

No.

No.

Why would you think that?

Your daddy is a good man.

That's it.

Gray door, unit 11.

What, there's no

Mayans keeping watch?

Shouldn't be.

That's what they pay Barosky

for.

All right, you know

what, let's play this safe.

Hap, you and me will take your

two guys and we'll go in the

side door.

Yeah, we'll hit the

front, Tig.

Well, all right,

then.

Let's get our goddamn guns.

Come on, come on, come

on, come on.

Well...

there they are.

Damn, Jax.

I see you weren't playing.

I'm all business,

brother.

Check them out.

This one.

Hey, Mom, what's up?

"I'm not afraid of

monsters.

Monsters are my friends."

Who the hell called

the sheriffs?

Sandy.

Her dad told her to.

All right.

"I can hear them

pillow-fight."

Mama.

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Where's the animal

that hit you?

He's in the kitchen.

Did he see it?

Not really.

You good, little man?

Shut the door,

please.

Sheriff Althea Jarry.

Jax Teller.

Chibs.

I didn't realize this

was a family business.

Well, we're business

partners.

Uh, we run another place out of

Stockton, as well.

I know.

This is a rare

occurrence for us.

We run a legit, quiet business

here.

I get it.

All your paperwork's in order.

Your permits are up to date.

However, Mr. Haas, your

employee's father... he's

pressing assault charges.

Well, we're gonna be

pressing charges, as well, then.

He came in here, and he smacked

Gemma.

Mr. Haas says he came

by to pick up the money his

daughter owed him.

They were having a family

discussion.

Gemma interfered.

He told her to back off.

Then Mr. Padilla here went to

town on him.

Oh, come on.

That doesn't even make sense.

I'll tell you what.

I'll have a chat with the dad,

let him know how complicated

these things can become.

Yeah, we'd appreciate

that.

You know what I would

appreciate?

I would appreciate you helping

me find Juan Carlos Ortiz.

He's the only member of your

charter that we haven't

interviewed about the murders.

Juice split when I was

inside.

Yeah.

He didn't really say much about

where he was going.

That's unfortunate,

because if I can't track him

down, the DA wants to put out an

APB.

I'll see what I can find

out.

What about the

Chinese?

Would they have any reason to

want to hurt your club?

Not that I know of.

I'm a very big fan of their

food.

Are we done here?

Can I go?

Yeah.

Just stay reachable.

I'm sure we can all work

together to keep Charming safe

and profitable... for everyone.

Understood?

Yes, ma'am.

We should connect

later... Scotty.

There is a new sheriff

in town.

Apparently, she's looking for a

profitable relationship.

And a good old

Glaswegian humpin'.

I'm gonna let you guys

handle all the humping.

Barosky called while all this

shit was going down.

There's trouble at the docks.

What trouble?

I don't know, but I'm

going to go down there and find

out.

...gonna need you to sign

a release.

Fine.

Look after your mom.

Yeah.

Hey.

APB on Juice is very bad.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, I'm sure that boy is far,

far away.

You park in the back?

Yeah.

You, uh, sure you want to do

this?

I have to.

You can't back out.

Okay.

Let's go.

Yeah?

Jury, it's Bobby

Elvis.

What's up, Bobby?

I'm gonna need some

intel, my brother.

We've been getting some blowback

about those guys who helped us

with the Chinese.

What kind of blowback?

Well, I heard they've

been bragging about what

happened.

We just need to track 'em down,

remind them about... policy.

Sorry to hear that.

That's my bad.

I vouched for them.

Well, it's not a

problem yet, but we just want to

find out who they are before it

does.

Of course.

Knew the one guy a little bit.

Name was Gib.

O'Leary, I think it was.

Yeah?

Well, that helps.

Sure.

Anything else?

No.

Appreciate it.

All right.

Take care, Bobby.

Give my best to Jax.

Will do.

We took care of your

internal problem.

Chester won't be making noise

no more.

I appreciate that.

Some of my crew... they're gonna

get very nervous when that word

gets out.

Yeah.

But the rest are gonna be very

loyal.

You need to weed out the

nervous ones.

Yeah, man. You do.

We don't want to have to do this

again.

How do I do that?

Why don't you have

someone you trust put out the

word that Chester is gathering

up anyone who wants to see a

change in leadership.

His ghost?

Yeah.

Say he's meeting out of town.

Stockton.

The old Creme Club on

Winchester.

4:00.

I can do that.

We're in this together

now, brother.

You understand that, right?

I'm good with that.

I'll make the call to August.

Let him know about our renegade

problem.

My brother.

Appreciate it.

No doubt.

We good.

All right, let's roll, baby.

Right.

Jackie.

That was the DPO.

My parole officer needs to

see me.

What for?

I don't know.

Just left a message.

Be at the diner across from

their office in an hour.

Bullshit check-in.

D.O.C. cracking down.

All right, go.

Handle it.

Aye.

Make sure your guys

wipe this place completely

clean, get it...

All right.

Aw, Jesus Christ.

You fix this.

Yeah.

A beautiful day in

the neighborhood.

How many?

Three One-Niners.

My guys got a call about

something black.

Saw the lock blown off the door.

They come in here hot.

End up dropping all of 'em.

We'll dump 'em in

Lincoln Village.

Give those shitheads something

to do.

We don't like paperwork.

Thanks, Paulie.

This cleanup's gonna require

something extra in next week's

envelope.

How the hell did the

Niners find out where we store

our shit?

Not my problem.

You pay me to protect it.

I did.

I think it's gonna get worse.

There's a one-nine coup going

down right now in Oakland.

These guys had something to do

with it.

Word is, Tyler had nothing to do

with coming after your guns.

Shit.

Rogue set looking to arm up.

Makes them a threat got

to be dealt with.

Exactly, and I don't

want it landing here.

Here?

This Niner splinter

group is meeting here in

Stockton off the grid, gathering

up at the old Creme Club down on

Winchester.

They'll be there today at 4:00.

Huh.

How do you know that?

I know everything

dirty that moves within a

ten-mile radius of here.

You should take note of that.

Oye, collect your crew.

We'll meet at the liquor store.

Hey.

This is a Mayan problem.

No, carnal, it's a brown

problem.

And you may not want to believe

this, ese, but you're in this

shit as deep as the rest of us.

So be there.

Packed.

Vámonos.

Yo.

What are you doing

here?

Sit down, please.

Sit down.

I had a friend make that call

from the, uh, DPO to get you

out here.

And why the hell would

you do that?

Uh, sorry.

I took him at

gunpoint.

He had no choice.

Jesus Christ.

You dumb bastard.

It's the only way I

can get you to come alone.

I needed to talk to you.

We're way past

talking.

You should've run when you had

the chance, buddy.

This is all I have.

I got no place to run to.

What the hell do you

want?

Did the club vote for

Mayhem, or is Jax doing this on

his own?

That's none of your

business.

I need to know if

there's something I can do to

earn my way back.

I'll do anything, man.

Please.

If I were you, I'd

take that gun, put it in my

mouth and pull the trigger.

Keys.

You follow me out, I'll put a

round in your tires.

I'm sorry, brother.

I never meant to hurt the club.

It's the only family I have.

I love you.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

There's a dozen badges between

you and the door.

Where is he going?

I have no idea.

He's lost, son.

I know.

That's why he has to go away.

He wanted to know

if there was a way back into

the MC.

Unbelievable.

So I told him to turn

the gun on himself.

How'd he get to Unser?

Says he turned up at

the trailer, middle of the

night.

Took him at gunpoint.

What does Unser know?

He knows we want him

dead.

But he doesn't know why.

All right, we should

alert the other charters.

He might reach out.

Take an envelope to our friendly

sheriff.

I'll convince her

Juice is a dead end.

What do you think?

Two K?

Yeah.

Get her off the Chinese trail.

Aye.

Absolutely.

I got a name on the

missing body from Jury.

I gave it to the bounty hunter

that's with my ex.

Let's see what he turns up.

Good.

Some guys out back to

see you.

What color?

Black and blacker.

Oh.

Let's go.

I'll be right there.

Right on.

Chibby... Chibs...

You know...

any time you feel the need to

slow this down, we would

understand that, too.

I'm okay.

Okay.

When I think about

where this all started...

...sometimes I wonder what

would've happened if you

didn't come back.

If Wendy hadn't been such a

mess.

But then I look at them, and...

I realize... it all happened the

way it was supposed to happen.

Everything, really...

Hey.

You talking to your birds?

Yeah.

Unser's here.

He needs to talk to us.

Okay.

I got him.

Mm-hmm.

Hey.

Um, thanks for... thanks for not

saying anything.

Yeah.

I love him.

You don't even know

him.

Yes, I do.

I... you must've loved Jax when

you were together.

I still do.

I just know I can't be with him.

I stopped Chibs from

going after him.

It was a cop diner.

Oh, shit.

Did Juice tell him who's been

hiding him?

No.

I told the Scot he took me at

gunpoint from my trailer.

But the DA wants to put out

an APB.

Oh, Jesus.

If Jax finds out he

was in town, it's just a matter

of time before he realizes where

he's been staying.

Is he back at the

apartment?

Um, I guess so.

Where else would he go?

Right, go get him.

Physically put him in your car

and drive him out of town.

Where?

Anywhere.

Find a hotel in Sutter or

San Jose.

Just get him out of Sanwa.

He's a raw nerve.

I-I'll go with you.

Now would be better

than later.

All right.

It started because we

couldn't hit back at the Mayans.

How many?

Hard to say.

Chester has influence.

Six... maybe more.

You need to kill

that virus.

We'll handle it.

We're just giving you the

heads-up.

These rogue guys could strike

out at the Mayans.

Or the Chinese.

Shit goes down, you need

to know it wasn't us.

I got a huge property

deal that needs to close, and my

business partner's M.I.A.

Our investors are already

getting skittish.

The last thing I need is a gang

war that brings the Feds

sniffing around my

relationships.

End this rogue problem.

Now.

I hate to tell you, Mr.

Marks, but the war's already on.

And you're losing it.

Yo.

This our dog?

Yeah.

That's Chester's ride.

Let's do this.

Sheriff.

It's Ally.

I'm off duty.

Okay.

Chip, was it?

Chibs.

It's Scottish slang for

"street blade."

My God, how old were

you?

I was an... angry

19-year-old.

An angry 21.

Wow.

On the job?

Easter dinner.

My ex.

One of them.

Wow.

That for me?

Sure is.

I was expecting intel

on Ortiz.

You finding Juice

is not gonna help your

investigation.

And this APB?

Well, that's just complicating

everything.

For everyone.

Well, that's a call

that comes down from above, but

I'll do what I can.

At the very least, I'll buy you

a few days.

Right, okay.

Not sure where you're getting

your intel, but we're all good

with the Chinese.

That a complication

as well?

I'm just... trying to

help you do your job.

Yeah, I can see that.

That's a flexible

rate.

Based upon your services.

Understood.

We'd also appreciate a

heads-up on anything coming down

from above.

And I'd appreciate a

heads-up of anything ugly coming

up from below.

Fair enough.

Good.

Good.

Ride safe.

Thanks.

It's just till you

figure out where you want to go.

Yeah.

You gotta stay put.

That APB goes out, every cop

will have your picture.

I'll check you in under my name.

We'll check on you

tomorrow, okay?

Let's go.

Oh.

Hey.

She home?

Uh, not yet.

I'm just doing laundry, but

have a seat.

Gemma made cake.

Thanks.

Hey, babe.

Appreciate you

helping out.

Oh, of course.

You know, any excuse to bake.

Rough day?

Yeah.

This will help.

Stay!

Hey!

What are you doing?

This place belong to Henry Lin.

Know who he is?

August Marks doesn't give a

shit!

Oh, shit!

Home run, baby!

Don't you look at me!

Yes, yes, yes!

All right, fellas, let's roll!

Get out of here!

Let's go, let's go.

Come on, yo!

I might be back for you.

Let's go!

Yeah, baby, fun in back

there!

How'd you boys do?

Had fun!

I'm three for three.

Bastards one, Chinks

zero.

Yeah, but those were

some skinny-ass hoes, man.

What's up with that shit?

Hey, next stop is

Chow Foo Spa and Rubs.

Hey.

Look, um... I'm sorry about

today.

I had no right getting in your

business.

How'd you find out where

I lived?

I asked Sandy.

I wanted to come by.

Peace offering.

Say I'm sorry.

Uh, pineapple upside-down cake.

You might want to put it in the

fridge... get me a drink.

Okay.

Come on in.

So, uh, what can I

get you?

No, don't...

Oh, please don't...