Original subtitles

Previously on Sons of

Anarchy...

CHIBS (chuckles): Oh, shit.

LIN: I want my men, my guns

and my heroin.

JAX: It wasn't us, Henry.

I gave Lin proof that we had

nothing to do with it.

So we good?

AUGUST: Don't cross me,

Jackson.

I have no remorse... killing you

or any of the Sons.

WOMAN: This place belong to

Henry Lin!

Know who he is?

MAN: August Marks doesn't

give a shit!

TIG: How'd you boys do?

T.O.: I'm three for three!

JUICE: I took him at

gunpoint.

He had no choice.

CHIBS: What the hell do you

want?

JUICE: I needed to talk to

you.

CHIBS: We're way past

talking.

Where is he going?

UNSER: I have no idea.

The D.A. wants to put out an

APB.

GEMMA: All right, go get him.

And drive him out of town.

UNSER: He's a raw nerve.

I'll go with.

WENDY: It's just till you

figure out where you want to go.

UNSER: I'll check you in

under my name.

WOMAN (moaning): Oh, yes!

MAN: Wait, wait.

BOBBY: We got a problem.

TIG: This here's Reverend

Jonathan Haddem, Head Pastor,

Piedmont Grace Center for God.

And apparently women's

lingerie.

JAX: Let's get the bodies out

of there.

Chigger Woods.

Keep them shallow and marked.

GEMMA: What the hell is this?

This dick a john?

SANDY: He's taking my money

again.

GEMMA: Get out of here!

SANDY: No!

(Nero shouting)

ALTHEA: Mr. Haas.

He's pressing assault charges.

GEMMA: Rough day?

JAX: Yeah.

This'll help.

(grunting)

TULLY: If I find the right

size bowl, how much do you think

you're gonna be feeding the dog?

JAX: Two cases.

High-end rice chow.

TULLY: Is that an old Asian

recipe?

JAX: That's right.

TULLY: I have some

relationship issues to work out,

some sharing-the-dog-park

shit.

JAX: So is that a yes?

TULLY: You're gonna meet my

dog walker.

He'll make the final call.

JAX: Well, it's gonna have to

be soon.

Dog food's got an expiration

date.

TULLY: Yeah.

JAX: What are you doing, man?

Cameras.

TULLY: Oh, no, I bought this

room.

They ain't on.

JAX: Then why the hell are we

talking in code?

TULLY: I miss my dogs.

JAX: (sighs) I'm guessing

German shepherds.

GIRL: Bye, Mom.

I'll see you later.

MAN: You do good, kiddo.

I'll see you later.

BOY: Bye, Dad.

GEMMA: I got him.

HARRISON: No need.

Grandma, I presume?

GEMMA: Maybe.

HARRISON: I assumed because

of what happened.

GEMMA: Yeah.

I take care of him now.

HARRISON: Good morning, Abel.

ABEL: Morning.

(horn honks)

HARRISON: So, you stay in the

car during drop-off.

It just makes things so much

quicker.

GEMMA: All right, here's your

lunch, babe.

Come on. Bye, honey.

(horn honks)

Bye, sweetheart.

WOMAN: Come with me, Abel.

I'll take you to class.

GEMMA: You his teacher?

HARRISON: One of them.

Ms. Harrison.

GEMMA: Hi.

(horn honks)

HARRISON: Folks get a little

impatient in the morning.

GEMMA: Yeah.

(horn honks)

WOMAN: Yeah, this is a

drop-off.

If you want to walk your kids

in, you got to park over...

GEMMA: Yeah, I'm sorry.

It's my first time.

And, uh...

if you beep at me again, Mom...

I'm gonna shove that cup so far

up your ass you're gonna be

shitting mochaccino for a month.

(engine starts)

HARRISON: Damn, Grandma's

kind of crazy.

(vacuum whirring)

WOMAN: Hi.

NERO: Appreciate you helping

out.

COLETTE: Lyla off doing porn

full-time?

NERO: Behind the camera.

She's, uh, running it for Jax.

Kiki, uh, she's... great at the

door, but, uh... not much of an

administrator.

COLETTE: She is dumb as a

rubber thumb.

NERO: I was just trying to be

diplomatic.

COLETTE: I'll help her.

NERO: Thanks.

COLETTE: So is Jax spending

any time here?

NERO: Yeah, he... he checks

in every day.

COLETTE: Is he doing o-okay?

I mean... that was some brutal

shit.

NERO: Yeah.

He's, uh... you know...

doing what a guy would do whose

wife was murdered.

KIKI: Um... do I have to use,

like, math and stuff to figure

out these percentages?

COLETTE: I'll be here all day

if you need me.

NERO: I'll check in later.

Thanks.

GEMMA: (sighs) I'm gonna take

Wendy's lead on that private

school.

Expensive as shit.

And I just don't get it.

I never sent Jax or Thomas to

any of that day care or

Gym-bob-jamboree shit.

Feels lazy to me.

Dropping off your kids for

strangers to raise.

But I know it's what you'd want.

Schools are different now.

Kids got to keep up.

And who knows... maybe Thomas

will be a doctor like you.

But Abel?

I can see it in his eyes.

He is his daddy's son.

Knows his tribe.

JUICE: I never doubted my

loyalty.

Remember Prulow, man?

Fat little shithead from

Woodhaven.

Bailed out his pussy ass when

the Ozone crew was gonna gut him

for losing that numbers bag.

I didn't have to do that.

I just knew his heart was in the

gig.

Club has got to know that.

Doesn't seem fair.

(knocking)

UNSER: Hey.

Who you talking to?

WENDY: Someone in the shower?

JUICE: Thank you.

UNSER: This ain't gonna end

so good.

WENDY: I'll take the morning

shift.

JAX: Tully's boots on the

ground, Leland Gruen, said he'd

meet us at Oswald's timber

trail.

I gave him your number to lock

down a time.

TIG: Anybody know this guy?

HAPPY: AB lifer.

Did double dimes for assault.

I think he got out last year.

RAT BOY: You talk price?

JAX: Leland will test it,

give us a street rate.

BOBBY: Ain't about profit,

it's about protecting our flank.

CHIBS: And dumping this poxy

heroin.

(knocking)

LYLA: Hey. Tyler's here.

You can use the bar.

I'm in post all day.

JAX: All right.

MAN: Hey, boss.

TYLER: Three Chinese rub and

tugs got hit last night.

Black guys. Lin wants blood.

He thinks that it was us.

JAX: Was it?

TYLER: Hell no.

August is spinning out, man.

He's afraid that the streets are

gonna blow up as he's trying to

close this deal in Piedmont.

It's a huge government housing

project.

JAX: Is that the one where

his partner's MIA?

TYLER: Yeah. Haddem.

He's a pastor over at Piedmont

Grace.

August needs his signature on

the paperwork by the end of the

day tomorrow.

And before Lin retaliates and

all his investors get skittish.

JAX: And what?

Preacher won't sign?

TYLER: He just dropped out of

sight last week.

And now his old lady is MIA.

CHIBS: Why are they all

disappearing?

TYLER: I don't know.

But his wife's got power of

attorney... she could just sign

off on everything.

August thinks that she'll be

easier to find.

JAX: So what do you need

from us?

TYLER: Search and rescue.

For the wife, Loutreesha.

I mean, look, Piedmont might

like its pastors to be black,

but they prefer their residents

to be a shade paler.

JAX: Ah. You need some pretty

white boys to knock on doors?

TYLER: Yeah, something like

that.

BOBBY: Well, that's a clean

town, man; it's gonna be hard

to shake out information.

TYLER: Well, Loutreesha goes

by her maiden name, McQueen.

She's got a sister in Piedmont.

She got a half sister in

Montclair.

And that's all I got.

JAX: All right.

TYLER: You might want to have

Andre the Giant and Captain

Psycho sit this one out though.

(others laugh)

I'm just saying.

Don't want to scare no fragile

white folks.

JAX: All right, we'll dig in,

let you know.

BOBBY: Thanks.

CHIBS: Later.

JAX: (sighs)

TIG: The panty hose preacher.

CHIBS: Yup.

TIG: It's a small world after

all.

BOBBY: If we don't find that

wife, Marks is gonna keep

digging till he finds the

pastor.

HAPPY: Lot of eyes could have

seen us go in that apartment,

man.

We went in big.

CHIBS: So...

where do we start looking?

JAX: Chigger Woods.

We're gonna ask the preacher.

(Happy coughing)

JAX (laughing): Oh, Jesus

Christ.

TIG: Wow.

JAX: Yup.

That's the good preacher.

TIG: Phone's in his pocket.

Rat.

RAT BOY: Shit.

This is probably getting you

hard.

TIG: What was that?

RAT BOY: This is gonna be

hard.

JAX: Shit.

They're wet.

TIG: We'll charge them up,

see if we can salvage anything.

JAX: Yeah, all right.

I'm gonna stop by Diosa.

See you back at Red Woody.

TIG: Come on, come on, hole's

not gonna fill itself.

RAT BOY: Yeah.

That's what he said.

(Tig laughs)

TIG: That was funny.

Honey.

♪ 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. ♪

(quiet chatter)

MONTEZ: Hey.

JAX: Is west at the

warehouse?

MONTEZ: Yeah, I'm with Gemma

today.

JAX: Any activity at the

docks?

MONTEZ: No, it's been quiet.

And Barosky's guys have been

around, checking out the guns.

But that's about it.

JAX: All right.

Looks good.

GEMMA: Yeah.

Think I'm gonna lose these

blinds and hang some drapes.

Think it'll help with noise.

JAX: We all know how loud a

good massage can be.

GEMMA: You good?

JAX: I'm fine.

You take him to school?

GEMMA: Yeah.

And Brooke's got Thomas.

JAX: Good.

Is Nero around?

GEMMA: Um, your...

blonde mommy fetish out there

said that he'd be back in a few

hours.

JAX: (chuckles)

First of all, if I had a mommy

fetish, I'd be hooking up with

some psycho dominatrix.

GEMMA: That seems unfair.

JAX: Second, the phrase

"mommy fetish" coming out of the

mouth of my own mother should

never happen again.

GEMMA: I just call it like I

see it, babe.

JAX: Right.

All right.

I got to head back to Red Woody.

Do me a favor... when you see

Nero, give him a heads up about

Juice.

Let him know he's around.

GEMMA: Why would Nero care?

JAX: Just tell him.

He can call me for details.

Stay with her.

MONTEZ: Absolutely.

COLETTE: I'm sorry.

JAX: Thank you.

Thank you for helping out here.

COLETTE: Oh, yeah.

Will I see you later?

JAX: I don't know.

COLETTE: I hope so.

GEMMA: Be careful with him.

COLETTE: Don't worry, Mom,

we're just friends.

GEMMA: Yeah.

Well, right now he needs more

than a friend.

Just don't complicate his life

any more than it already is.

COLETTE: How could I do that?

GEMMA: Making him think too

much.

KIKI: I think your

calculator's messed up.

Keeps giving me the wrong

answer.

COLETTE: If he's hanging out

here, that shouldn't be a

problem.

Let's go.

GEMMA: Oh.

(knocking)

EGLEE: Got an update on the

escort's father.

ALTHEA: Did you find him?

EGLEE: Yeah.

Ken Haas spent the last 36 hours

at St. Thomas.

Fractured jaw, concussion,

two broken ribs.

ALTHEA: Let me guess... he's

withdrawing the charges.

EGLEE: Yup.

I pressed, he wasn't having it.

You think it was Padilla?

ALTHEA: Shit.

Grab Cane.

Follow me to the whore club.

(Haddem moaning)

VENUS: Uh-huh.

TIG: Here it comes.

CHIBS: Wait for it, wait for

it.

VENUS: Who's my dirty little

whore baby?

JAX: Are you shitting me?

BOBBY: Oh, no, that happens

later.

TIG: Yeah, it does.

Um, listen, Jax, we couldn't get

the cell phone to work.

This has no personal info on it,

he just used it to record his,

uh, comings and goings.

Besides Venus, the only thing on

here is the shit that went down

that day.

JAX: Find Venus.

TIG: I know where she is.

We stayed in touch.

JAX: Should I be worried he

stayed in touch?

NERO: You do good work, mama.

GEMMA: Thanks.

NERO: Where you been?

You didn't come home the other

night.

Uh, I haven't heard from you,

so...

GEMMA: Just...

I've been putting in long hours

down at TM.

Trying to catch up.

NERO: Yeah.

Everything okay?

GEMMA: Yeah, I'm fine.

NERO: Look, I know

everything's upside down 'cause

of Tara, and...

You know, you got every right to

be a little, uh, far away.

I just need to know it's not

about us.

I mean, there's...

There isn't something

happening here that I should

know about, right?

GEMMA: Oh, no, no.

Uh-uh, no.

No.

We're perfect.

NERO: Aw, shit.

This just might be my ride.

Give my lawyer a call.

GEMMA: Yeah.

NERO: How can I help you,

Sheriff?

ALTHEA: I'm here to deliver

the good news.

Kenneth Haas isn't pressing

assault charges.

NERO: Okay.

And, uh, you came all the way

out here with backup to share

that?

ALTHEA: Haas also spent a day

or two in the hospital.

Seems someone picked up right

where you left off.

Broke his jaw, few ribs.

Tuned him up pretty good.

NERO: Are you thinking that

was me?

ALTHEA: I don't know.

Maybe I should ask the den

mother.

I don't think we've officially

met.

Lieutenant Sheriff Althea Jarry.

GEMMA: Althea?

Guess your folks were hoping

for a black baby.

NERO: We don't know what

happened to Sandy's dad.

ALTHEA: Where is Teller and

the Scot?

GEMMA: Working.

ALTHEA: Well, tell them I'd

like a few minutes of their

valuable time.

GEMMA: Absolutely...

sister.

NERO: We see them, we'll let

them know.

EGLEE: We'll check the garage

and ice cream shop.

CANE: And their porn studio's

up and running, too.

Stockton Port.

ALTHEA: Find Chibs.

I'll start there.

Keep it off the radio.

This is personal.

CANE: Yes, ma'am.

(Haddem moaning)

(laughs)

Oh.

Well, I do love those boots.

TIG: Oh, yeah, me, too.

VENUS: Uh, why are you

looking for him?

JAX: He and his family might

be in danger.

VENUS: Well, I'm not

surprised.

That freaky little holy man

liked to live close to the

flame.

God can only protect us so much.

Why do you have his phone?

TIG: We-we need to find his

family, baby.

Where would you meet him?

VENUS: Oh, different places.

At first, he took me to this

very unsavory apartment in an

area code beneath my station.

I told him never again.

I need a certain level of

comfort to maintain my dignity.

Uh, after that, it was usually

nice hotels.

Uh, a quiet lake house once.

JAX: A lake house that he

owned?

VENUS: Well, I-I... I think

so.

It had pictures of family, I'm

assuming were his wife and

children.

JAX: Do you remember where?

VENUS: Outside Berkeley.

Lake Anza, I believe.

I'm sure I have the address in

my appointment book.

JAX: We're gonna need that

address.

TIG: Please.

VENUS: I will help you

because I am fond of you.

I am fond of you all.

I feel we are connected on a

deeper vibration.

Do you feel that?

JAX: Absolutely.

BOBBY: Yeah, absolutely.

RAT BOY: I feel it.

VENUS: Well, uh, I have a

little lonesome dove waiting for

me upstairs, but his abreaction

is usually rather swift, so just

give me five minutes, and then

perhaps Alexander could come up

and retrieve your address?

CHIBS: Perfect.

JAX: That'd be great.

VENUS: Gentlemen.

BOBBY: Thank you.

CHIBS: Thank you, darling.

VENUS: Mm.

JAX: Something we need to

know here?

TIG: We're friends.

You know, we got things in

common.

BOBBY: Yeah, I can think of

one thing.

TIG: Don't be disrespectful.

I'm gonna head upstairs, I'm

gonna get her to move it along.

She tends to dillydally.

RAT BOY: Dillydally?

JAX: Okay, now I'm worried.

GEMMA: Want some?

NERO: No.

What happened to Haas?

GEMMA: Oh, I don't know.

NERO: Don't lie to me!

GEMMA: I didn't want to

involve you.

NERO: Jax?

GEMMA: He...

He did it to protect you.

NERO: Oh, Gemma, come on!

That's-that's a lie, too!

Your boy... he's unchained right

now.

He's looking for any excuse to

rage.

GEMMA: Can you blame him?

NERO: I understand it.

The problem is... it gets to a

point, Gem, where it ain't about

revenge anymore.

You're doing it because...

...it just feels good.

GEMMA: Jax came by today

looking for you.

Wanted you to know that, uh,

Juice is still around.

Seemed concerned.

NERO: Okay.

GEMMA: Why does that matter

to you?

What happened with Juice?

You see, baby?

There are some things we just

can't share.

Best we don't.

TIG: One-one-three-oh-one.

There it is on the right.

JAX: Rat, wait out front,

keep an eye for neighbors.

BOBBY: Tiggy, you and me,

back door.

TIG: Gigitty.

(knocking)

(door thuds)

(door creaks softly)

(door opens)

(footsteps)

(floorboards creak)

(gunshot)

(Tig groans)

(footsteps running)

(Tig groans)

CHIBS: Oh, shit, Tiggy.

Tiggy, Tig...

JAX: Hey!

(engine starts)

(grunting)

JAX: Whoa!

Put down the gun!

BOBBY: Drop it!

GRANT: Leave us alone!

JAX: Wait. What do you mean,

"us"?

Who's with you?

GRANT: Mama!

She's in the backseat!

BOBBY: Wait. Careful. Wait.

CHIBS: Jackie. Here.

BOBBY: What?

CHIBS: Shit.

Jackie!

(Loutreesha gasping)

BOBBY: Come on. Come on.

Come on. I got you.

CHIBS: Get Mama. Get Mama.

(Loutreesha coughing)

GRANT: You okay?

You okay, Mama?

LOUTREESHA: I'm cold, Grant.

So cold.

CHIBS: Track marks are fresh.

GRANT: Sometimes her demons

get the best of her.

JAX: You Haddem's son?

GRANT: Stepson.

That freak is not my father.

He's the reason this is all

happening.

JAX: What's happening?

GRANT: They probably killed

him.

Now they're gonna hurt my

mother.

(Loutreesha panting)

Who sent you guys looking for

us?

Was it August Marks?

JAX: Get them inside.

BOBBY: Let's go.

Come on, Mama.

CHIBS: Come on, Rat.

Get her up.

BOBBY: Get her.

CHIBS: Jax, come on.

Good?

(Jax sighs)

(Chibs grunts)

BOBBY: Oh, Jesus.

Remember when our biggest

problem was which Mayan

to kill?

JAX: Simpler times.

BOBBY: Simpler men.

GRANT: Damon Pope helped my

stepdad some years back.

Created some zoning loophole

that helped us buy neighboring

lots, and that's how we built

the additions to the church.

LOUTREESHA: I told him not to

get involved.

Knew they'd come back looking

for something.

JAX: Looking for what?

GRANT: August Marks wants to

use the same loophole.

He wants to build low-income

housing on the rest of our

church property.

LOUTREESHA: He wants me to

sign off, making him a partner.

His construction company gets

the Fed kickback.

Then he uses the project to

launder money.

JAX: And the houses never

get built.

GRANT: What are you gonna

do with us?

JAX: No one's gonna hurt you

or your mom.

But as far as this property

deal goes, that's something your

stepdad started.

There is nothing you can do,

except ride out his sin.

GRANT: My mother's the one

who built that congregation.

Supported Joseph, in spite of

all his degradation.

She can't just hand it over to

some gangsters.

JAX: She can if she wants you

two alive.

I found you in an hour.

You think you can hide from

Marks?

I'm telling you, next time,

neither one of you comes out of

the lake.

(Loutreesha sniffles)

LOUTREESHA: I'll sign it,

honey.

It's not worth it.

BOBBY: Okay.

We got a friend coming up here,

come pick you up and take you

back to Oakland.

He's gonna make sure nothing

happens to you.

RAT BOY: Jax, I checked the

block.

It's all quiet, man.

JAX: All right.

Just hang back for a minute.

BOBBY: That same guy's gonna

bring something that's gonna

keep her even.

(phone ringing)

Excuse me.

JAX: How's he doing?

CHIBS: (sighs) I think I got

most of that buckshot out.

There's no major damage.

But I'm worried about the

infection.

These dressings have to be

changed every few hours.

TIG: Hey.

Give Venus a call, would you?

Please.

BOBBY: That was Tully's guy.

They're gonna be at the timber

trail in under two.

JAX: All right.

Rat.

I need you to stay here with the

mom and kid.

When Tyler gets here, let him

know she'll sign for Marks.

But nothing happens to them.

You make that clear, you

understand?

RAT BOY: Yeah.

What about Tig?

JAX: Take him back to Scoops.

We got medical supplies there.

RAT BOY: All right.

You got it, brother.

JAX: Thanks, bro.

RAT BOY: All right.

(motorcycle engine starts)

(engines starting)

JAX: Let's go.

ALTHEA: I just got off the

phone with Patterson.

They're putting out the APB on

Ortiz.

UNSER: I thought they were

holding off.

ALTHEA: I guess they got

tired of waiting.

UNSER: Oh. Statewide?

ALTHEA: Whole Northwest.

UNSER: All right.

Appreciate the update.

WENDY: What?

UNSER: APB went wide.

JUICE: Shit.

UNSER: We got to get you out

of here.

Now.

WENDY: I'm gonna call Gemma.

GEMMA: All right, sweetheart.

Bye.

(indistinct conversation)

I need a favor, blondie.

My bodyguard behind me.

COLETTE: The littlest outlaw?

GEMMA: I got to step out

without a set of eyes on me.

COLETTE: I'll keep him busy.

GEMMA: I like you.

You could be good for him.

COLETTE: I'm not really in

the market for a marriage

blessing, but I appreciate that.

(motorcycles roaring)

CANE: Chibs and Teller.

EGLEE: Let's catch up.

(motorcycles roaring)

JAX: Leland.

Jax Teller.

CANE: The other guys aren't

wearing cuts.

EGLEE: This is bad.

CANE: Yeah.

MAN: Cops!

JAX: Shit.

(gunfire)

Wait, no!

(horn blaring)

(Eglee screaming)

Just wait!

(shouting)

(guns clicking)

(horn continues blaring)

(screams)

BOBBY: Jesus Christ!

JAX: The hell you doing, man?

LELAND: You tell me.

I'm not the one who brought cops

to a drug deal.

CHIBS: We had no idea they

were behind us.

Are you crazy?!

(horn continues blaring)

JAX: Come on, man.

If they called that in, we got

to get out of here.

LELAND: Let's go.

Get in the truck, brother.

JAX: Jesus Christ.

(truck departing)

CHIBS: Jackie.

We got to go, too.

Come on, son.

JAX: Yeah, come on.

(horn continues blaring)

(groaning)

(indistinct radio transmission)

UNSER: Excuse me.

Hey.

Is that Eglee?

ALTHEA: It's Cane.

Eglee took four to the back.

She's alive.

For now.

UNSER: Who was it?

ALTHEA: We don't know.

UNSER: Did they call it in?

Request backup?

ALTHEA: No.

Looks like an ambush.

Charming.

Our name says it all.

This is a bad place, isn't it,

Wayne?

JUICE: I had to know, Gemma,

if there was any way that I...

GEMMA: Now you know.

No more games, Juice.

I'm gonna go home, I'm gonna

pack a bag, and then I'm gonna

drive you to my dad's place

myself.

You got the boys?

WENDY: Yeah, okay.

GEMMA: Walls are closing in,

sweetheart.

You stay, MC finds you or the

cops do.

Either way, Jax gets to you and

you end up dead.

Is that what you want?

JUICE: I don't want to die.

I just...

I don't like being alone.

I'm not good on my own.

My head gets so loud.

And shit doesn't make...

Nothing syncs up.

I start thinking about my

thinking...

and getting lost in the details

of nothing.

Nothing can pull me out of it.

And I...

WENDY: Hey. Hey, hey.

It's okay.

Take a deep breath, okay?

It's okay.

Okay, hey, you're not gonna be

alone, okay?

All right? Okay.

(Juice crying softly)

All right.

You're okay.

It's gonna be okay.

JAX: Goddamn!

(exhales)

I'll reach out to Tully

tomorrow.

Try to explain this.

BOBBY: Yeah, well, if Eglee

or Cane called that thing in,

we'll all be able to talk to him

face-to-face.

HAPPY: I talked to Lee.

He's gonna send some guys down

from Tacoma.

We're gonna need help if this

unravels.

RAT BOY: Jarry's downstairs.

CHIBS: How many with her?

RAT BOY: She's alone.

Said she needs to talk to you

and Jax.

VENUS: I've got him.

TIG: Chibby.

You should just get out of here,

baby.

This ain't your problem.

VENUS: I swore an oath to the

care and nurturing of a dear

friend.

Boop.

(Tig chuckles softly)

TIG: Where did you come from?

VENUS: Well, my sweet Alex,

I was born of man, but...

I believe my true genesis

happened a bit later.

When I was stirred by the gods

of love and beauty and

transformed into an angel.

Whose sole purpose is to bring

light to the shadows and a

little bit of joy to all those

lost souls who can no longer

find it.

(Tig exhales softly)

VENUS: Hmm.

Oh.

(moaning softly)

ALTHEA: I need to know if you

had anything to do with this.

CHIBS: Come on.

Of course we didn't.

BOBBY: We like Eglee.

ALTHEA: Does it fit any kind

of gang pattern you know of?

Cop retaliation, someone new

trying to earn cred?

JAX: No.

We'll keep our ears open.

ALTHEA: What about Kenneth

Haas?

You have anything to do with

that?

CHIBS: Hey, we had abso...

JAX: I did it.

Guy's a scumbag who beats and

extorts his own daughter.

I made sure that doesn't happen

again.

(tires screech)

HAPPY: Get out of here!

BOBBY: Out!

JAX: Shit, move!

(car alarms blaring)

(indistinct radio chatter)

MAN: Watch your step.

You okay?

(indistinct radio transmission)

CHIBS: You okay?

ALTHEA: Do you know the guy?

He was one of Lin's, you saw

him.

CHIBS: Don't know.

ALTHEA: The Chinese were the

ones who killed Tara, weren't

they?

That's what this is all about...

the shit that went down at the

timber trail?

CHIBS: No.

ALTHEA: Did the club

retaliate for Tara?

CHIBS: I don't know anything.

ALTHEA: Hey, Scotty.

Grenades just went off in an ice

cream shop on Main Street.

If the MC is in some kind of

war that's now blowing shit up

in Charming, I got to know.

'Cause the next time, that ice

cream shop could be filled with

kids.

Could you live with that?

CHIBS: Let me drive you home.

Please.

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KIKI: Good evening,

gentlemen.

Welcome to Diosa Norte.

TOM: Thanks.

Had a long ride.

We're just gonna grab a drink

right now.

HAPPY: This wasn't a message,

brother.

That dude saw us in the shop.

It was straight up retaliation.

BOBBY: Yeah.

Somebody sold us out to Lin.

JAX: Jesus Christ.

Check on the guns.

(phone ringing)

HAPPY: West ain't picking up.

MONTEZ: Reception out there

ain't so great.

(tires screech)

NERO: Holy shit!

Everybody whole?

JAX: Yeah.

BOBBY: Chinese.

NERO: What?

No, man.

That don't make no sen...

(phone ringing)

Yeah.

TOM: Mr. Lin appreciates all

your efforts in getting everyone

together.

What happens at Diosa will

impact you.

But it's meant for the Sons of

Anarchy.

NERO: W-Who is this?

COLETTE: Oh, my God.

NERO: Diosa.

Diosa!

JAX: Shit!

(engines starting)

(tires screeching)

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