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Okay, good.
Lock it down.

Yo! Lock it down!

Everybody! Listen up!

I wanna welcome you all
to CIub Reaper.

l'm glad you made
your reservations early,

- 'cause, as you can see,
we are booked to capacity.

You're here
because you're family.

- And because Sam Crow takes care of its own.
- Right on.

Next couple of days,

this club's got
some business to handle...

that could put our members and
the people connected to us...

in... unfriendly situations.

Now, chances are
nothing's gonna happen, but-

people have already been
hurt on my watch.

And that ain't ever
gonna happen again.

Nobody gets in. Nobody
leaves without an escort.

You got a safety concern,
you talk to Piney.

You got a comfort concern,
you talk to my queen.

Under this roof,
you'll all be safe.

I want you
to make yourseIf at home.

l love all of ya.

All right!

All right.

Got all the ammo.
We just need the AKs.

We got two cases
at the safe house.

Problem is A.Τ.F.
will be sittin' on it
waiting for Cameron to show.

And when he does,
Stahl's gonna get to Jimmy O
and tag me the rat.

We're gonna protect
your family, Chibs.

l already put a call in
to McGee in Belfast. Club's
gonna watch over Kerrianne.

And you should reach out
to Fiona. Bring her in,
we'll keep her safe.

- l know. l appreciate it, boys.
- It's all just
a precaution, bro.

We think we got a way
to get our guns...

and convince Jimmy
who the real rat is.

Right.

Lifted these
from A.Τ.F.
before they left.

We show Jimmy that Cameron
and Edmond have been under
the A.T.F.'s thumb,

should be enough
to convince the I.R.A.
the betrayal's in-house.

Good.

But how do we get our guns
from the safe house?

Τhe oId bait and switch.

We'll move on the Irish.

You, Ope and Juice start
spreading the racial harmony
gossip.

All right?
You got it.

Hey, Sack.
What happened?

My body rejected
the implant.

Aw .

l know.
Stupid idea.

Aw .

- Where's he at?
- His year's up in about a month.

Ηow's everybody feelin'
about him patching in?

Yeah.

Ηalf a sack,
shitload of balls.

Yep.

Hey, you let me know
what Tacoma can do.

Good you're here, man.
We're gonna need the muscle.

You okay with this,
Tiggy?

Yeah. lt's realIy great.

You want a kiss?

l'm not okay with this.

l couldn't tell.

You need to get out of my sight,
or I'm gonna do you
serious harm...

for the upset
you caused my kids.

Little junior's
a psychopath.

Not here to provoke.
Here to educate.

Seems your great white hope
only gives a shit about
one color- green.

Zobelle is dealing heroin
with the Mayans.

Those AKs
that you took from us-

gave 'em to brown
to control the street.

You're talking
out of your ass.

l followed ZobeIle
and one of your guys.

They met with Alvarez,
left with a duffel
of heroin.

Guess they been
keepin' you out of the loop.
Lots of private meetings, A.J.

You being the true
believer and all.

You need to leave.

Yeah.

Say hi to your kids
for me.

I don't have much time.

For what?
What's going on?

The feds may be
closing in on Jimmy.

Τhere's the chance
it could blow back.

Did you rat him, Filip?
No.

But the A.Τ.F.
are threatenin'
to tell that lie.

Oh, Jesus.

lf he thinks-

Ηey, hey, hey.
CIay's already
tasked Belfast.

Τhey're gonna
watch over Kerrianne.
Oh, Filip.

What have you done?

Fi. You have
to come with me.

We're on lockdown,
and we can keep you safe
if this thing goes bad.

Come with you?
Who do you think l am-
one of your old ladies?

Jimmy would kill me
if he knew I was here.

l love my daughter.

And I love you, Fi.

l just want to take care
of my family.

My sweet boy.

You never change.

Yeah.

Sláinte!

We got a problem,
Jimmy.

A.Τ.F.'s got a probe
up your ass.

Jesus!

Where'd
you get these?

We got Charming P.D.
on the payroll.

A.Τ.F. tried to use those
to piss us off, hoping
we'd turn on you.

We didn't.

Guess who did.

The boy.

Our guy in P.D. saw
Stahl meet with him
in a safe house.

Registered C.l.

And the feds are
still watching the house.

We can't get our AKs.

You comin'
with a solution?

Jesus! What are you
doin' here, Polly?

l told you,
things are crazy for us.

So that's why
you had to cut off
my father's gun supply?

You're here
on business?

Shite, l missed you.

Ηey.
Hey.

Oh, thanks.

You want
some coffee, doIl?
I can get it.

l got it.
Cream and sugar?

Uh, sure.

Black. Two sugars.

Τhey need to do that-
show respect.

Oh, please.

Don't just
toss that off.

You've earned that,
sweetheart.

You're not just
some croweater.

You're Jax Τeller's
old lady.

And that means something-
in this clubhouse...

and in this town.

People need
to show you respect.

And you don't take shit
from anyone.

Past few months
have been brutal-
for all of us.

Niners, Asians-
losing more than half
your "H" territory to brown.

Sons struggling
to reboot weapons.

Porn business
burned to the ground.

The Gaza connect is back online.
Our gun supply's
being restocked.

So, what, you can defend
the little piece
you got left?

What about what you lost?
Oh, you're gonna need help.

- l'm not lookin' for partners.
- Neither are we.

l ain't talkin'
about a partnership.

l'm talkin' about
an understanding.

We all have
a common enemy.

Alvarez is running proxy
for a bigger player...

backed by the A.B.-
Ethan Zobelle.

League of American
Nationalists.

Shit.

Those crazy peckerwoods.

Τhey all talkin'
about God's plan...

for a free world
without color.

Without Sam Crow.

Ηe's pushing us
out of our own town.

Financed by your
hard-earned drug money.

Zobelle's the one
arming the Mayans,

helping them
take over heroin.

We stop Zobelle,
Mayans lose their guns...

and they lose their power.

Then we help you
take back what's yours...

with a little extra-

all the Mayan territory.

Wipe 'em out,
split it up.

Henry, you get everything
south of Ghost Town.

Niners, you take
everything north.

Friendly borders means
we could focus on business
instead of stayin' alive.

Agreed.

All right.

Son of a bitch.

Don't!

Look, this is sanctioned.
Zobelle knows all
about this. I swear.

Where are the guns?

The Mexicans.
Don't be-

You need to put
ointment on these burns
every few hours.

Otherwise, you run
a pretty high risk
of infection.

Man, you must've really
pissed somebody off.

My personality is such that
there's no middle ground.

People either love me
or loathe me.

Jesus Christ.
He just won't die.

He showed up at the gate.

Ηe has some eyewitness intel
on the Caracara.

Come on, Doc.

Let's go
run those errands.

- You take somebody.
- Yeah, baby.

Don't worry.
l'll put someone on her.
Thanks, old man.

So, what'd you see?

Three or four of them.
Looked like they all
had Aryan ink.

They called one of 'em
Westing.

- Weston?
- Yeah, okay.

The son of a bitch.

They splashed
gasoline everywhere,

and they set the place
on fire.

- Could you identify Weston?
- I got a pretty good look.

Arson claims are keeping us
from collecting on
our fire insurance.

Chucky should
share the information
before he goes M.l.A. again,

prove to them
that we didn't start the fire.

And collect
a very big check.

- Yes, sir.
- Do that.

Mmm. Okay.

Chucky, why don't you go wait
by the chief's car,
play with the siren.

- Really?
- Sure.

So we planted the seed
with Weston.

He knows about Zobelle
being in bed
with the Mayans.

Zobelle will be unprotected,
and Weston will be making
all his own decisions.

- Hopefully, irrational ones.
- We may need help inciting him.

See you later. Okay?

Girl's on the move.

Where's your father, hmm?

He's the one that you're
supposed to be bringing around,

not ZobelIe's little bimbo.

I know you listened in
on Jimmy's call.

Now you don't need my da.

Jimmy will be picking up
the guns himself and
delivering them to Clay.

You'll get him
and the Sons
in one move.

Well, you're not really
in any position to tell me-

l can tip off Jimmy
with a look.

Ηe'll walk out of here
with nothing.

Ηe'll be out of the country
in a heartbeat.

Ηmm. Τhat Catholic guilt
kicking in, Eddie? Hmm?

You feelin' bad about
giving up your da?

Yeah. You must be
feelin' real stupid...

about him shakin'
your A.T.F. tail.

You know, you had better
play this out...
the right way.

lf l do,

me and my da
will walk?

Yeah.

When l arrest
Jimmy and Clay.

But if you screw me,
little boy,

l'll bury you.

Enjoy.

- Where have you been?
- Just running some errands.

Are you okay?
Yeah.

You smell of him-
the Irishman.

You are sleeping
with him, yes?

Or is somebody else's odor
staining your fingertips?

l just went to find out
about our guns.

And somehow
that led you to his bed?

You have feelings for him?

You gave our guns
to the wetbacks!

- What are you talking about?
- Where is Ule?

Dead.

So's the slave labor.

- What the hell
have you done?
- Me? You lied!

You race-traiting
son of a bitch!

A.J., A.J.
You Iied to all of us!

A.J., you know
who I am.

A scumbag-
running dope
with wetbacks.

lt's my job to think about
the big picture.

Τhe sad truth is
once you control the drugs,
you control the city.

l need- We needed the Mayans
to do the dirty work.

I did not lie to you.
Back off.

Polly-
Now, goddamn it,

get out!

Stay calm, everybody.

No need for this.
Please. Please.

lt wasn't about
taking over cities.

lt was about stopping color
from getting stronger.

And now you
piss in the face
of our cause,

white America,
a future for my boys.

You make me sick.

Yeah. Cliffy?

What does this mean?
Call Deputy Chief Hale.

Tell him somebody
threatened your life.

Ηe will send somebody
to keep you safe.

Where are you going?

To secure new protection.

Just get
in the van.

Cliffy! Duke!

What the hell is this?
I'm their father.

Your two sons were
left alone in your house
with access to Ioaded firearms.

Τhey know how to use them.
Τhey're not ghetto kids.
They're smart.

Τhey're 1 0 and six.
It's unconscionable.

lt's okay, boys.
I'm gonna get you out.

That won't happen
without a hearing.

Τhey'll be placed
in our group facility
until then.

Was this you?

Just protecting
the children.

l see your kids are taking
that little trip I arranged.

You son of a bitch.
I'll kill you for this.

At least l didn't
gang-rape 'em.

You wanna kill me?

Time and place.

Timberland, 8:00.

Your 1 0 best
against mine.

Access road L-4,
off the main
lumber drive.

No weapons.
No witnesses.

Either you or me
goes home in a bag.

l'lI be there.

Hey.

Somebody called
Zobelle's daughter
and threatened her life.

l got Ryan and Craft
babysitting.
This has to be Clay.

Τhat don't make sense.
No? Does this make sense?

Sanwa County
has a triple homicide-

two Mexican women
and one of Zobelle's
lieutenants.

Murder wasn't SAMCRO.

They're too smart
to kill innocents.

Rage I just saw,
l'm sure they could justify
a little collateral damage.

We cannot turn a blind eye
to bloodshed.

Ain't gonna be no bloodshed
in Charming.

Just because they bury
the bodies someplace else-

Our jurisdiction begins
at the Lodi border...

and ends at
the Wahewa land.

l can't be
that kind of cop.

You told me
to do my job.
I know.

And I gotta do mine.

Who is this?

Uh, he's got some info
on an insurance beef.

l'm finished.

Ηowdy.

Come on.

Grab Clemens.
Take an unmarked sedan,
head over to the Sons clubhouse.

lf Jax or Clay leave,
you put a loose tail on them,
you let me know. Okay?

Sure.

You want this?

Eyewitness testimony
on the Caracara fires.

What?

Let's go.

ls your dad a Catholic?
No.

Superstitious.

You seem better.

A little more
at peace?

You believe in God?

Not that God.

Something.
l believe
there's something...

connecting all of us.

You?

l believe we all
got a job to do.

Fate.

Service. Our lot.

For you, it's medicine.
You're a healer.

And nothing should ever
stop you from doin' that.

For you, it's family.

Yeah.

l get it now.

God wants me to be
a fierce mother.

That's my path.

- Plates match.
- It's O'PheIan's S.U.V.

Hello, Jimmy.

Jimmy. Guns are
in the garage.

Shh. Good.

Where'd you get the wetback?

Ηome Depot.
Short on manpower.

Where's your da?

Not sure.

Tell him we need
to talk now.
Yeah. Okay, Jimmy.

Okay.

- We got confirmation.
- It's Jimmy O.

All right. We'll stay
on the S.U.V.
You grab Edmond.

Oh, what is this?
No. No.

ldiot.
Jesus Christ.

Target's on the move.

Edmond just confirmed.

Jimmy and two others
in the S.U.V.
Guns on board.

Picking up Edmond.

lt's all clear.

Gentlemen, your hardware.

All right, bring it back.
Bring it back.

- All right, that's good.
- Get it in, boys.

Glad we can move
past our history, Filip.

Yeah.

Appreciate
your reaching out to Fiona.

Nothin' happens with Fiona
that I don't know about.

How many times do I have
to teach you that lesson?

You touch her
or Kerrianne,

and I will cut you
into a million pieces.

- Are we okay?
- Yeah.

Just, uh, swapping
old lrish folktaIes.

We're done.

We got bikers.

SAMCRO is in the building.

Let's go.

A.T.F.! Everybody down!

Whoa. Easy.

Hands where l can
see 'em! Now!

- Ηey.
- Bite the floor!

- Don't move.
- No sé nada.

- Clear!
- It's clear on this side!

Where is he?

José here is the only one
that got out of the S.U.V.

Get that lrish prick
in here.

Let 'em up.

All right, fellas.

Where is Jimmy O?

Jimmy who?

Shit. Whoever Jimmy is,
she doesn't like him
very much.

- We're just trying to buy
some camping gear.

Open it.

Oh! Shite!

Can we go now?

Maybe we should wait
for Galt P.D.,

file some
assault charges.

Yeah.

You hit like a girl.

What the hell happened?
Jimmy happened!

And now, because of you,
me and my da are dead men.

You need to go find your daddy
and bring him to me.

Because right now,
I am the only one...

who can pull your asses
out of this Irish stew!

Bring him.

Let's go.

Just completing my charts.

That should have
been done already.

Yes, l know.

Well, you may not have
to worry about paperwork
after next week.

l pity you.

You walk around here
with your little
administrative degree,

pretending like
you know medicine.

You're just a cheap suit-
too stupid and lazy to get
into med school,

so now you compensate
by making the healers
jump through hoops.

WelI.

Someone's true colors
have finally bled through.

l guess you and that
biker whore you travel with-

Ηow dare you!

You don't know her.
You don't know
any of them.

Oh, my God!
You hit me!

You are finished.

l'm calling Security.
This is assault.

No.
Oh!

That's assault.

l know where you live,
where your kids
go to school.

Sam Crow has
the cops on payroll,
this town in its pocket.

You say a word
about this to anyone,

it'll be the biggest mistake
of your little rat life.

Do you understand
what l'm saying?

And I suggest you drop
this bogus claim
against me.

There are a lot of people
who need my help.

l love you, babe.

Come here.
Come here.

lt'll be all right.

Let's get 'em
all inside.

Come on, kids.

Hey, stumpy.
Come with us.

Hey.

All right, boys.
Here they come.

Whatever happened
to 1 0 on 1 0, no weapons?

Guess you couldn't handle
a fair fight, huh?

Fair is for losers.

l'd rather win.

Yeah. Me too.

Put your weapons down.

Put 'em down.

Let's just
stick to the plan.

Come on!

Shit!

Let's go!

Come on!

Collect everyone.
Get outta here!

We ain't done yet.

l'm not goin'
anywhere!

Son of a bitch!

Black Ford truck
headed southbound.

Holy shit.

This doesn't concern you.

You're inside Charming!

Who the hell else
does it concern?

- Go home, Deputy.
- There's no crime here.

A.J. Weston,
you're under arrest
for arson-

burning down Caracara.

- Put your hands behind your back.
- Read him his rights.

CIean him up.

A.J. Weston, you have
the right to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be
used against you.

Call Unser.
Τell him to move
on the cigar store.

Right.

All right.

Closing time.

Yeah, l guess it is.

What happened
to the other cops?

Uh, they're, uh, off
doing something
that matters.

What are you doing here?

Unser cut us loose.

Oh, shit.
Follow me.

- Where's your father?
- I don't know.

Hey! Hey!

- Now you get Daddy
on the phone-

and you bring him here,
or l kill
his littIe girl.

l don't know
where he is.

Oh! Clay! Clay! Hey!

She's as guilty
as the rest of them.

Polly? Polly.

Walk! Walk!

Don't you move.

Welcome back.

What do you want?
Talk.

Outside Charming.

- You're just gonna let this happen?
- - Walk out the door.

No. You wanna kill me,
do it here on Main Street.

Fine.

l was just
trying to accommodate
our friend with the badge.

Deputy Chief!

Deputy Chief,
they struck my daughter.

- Τhey threatened my life.
Arrest them.
- I got this, Deputy.

What are you doing?

My shield
still outranks yours,

and I'm telling my men...

there's been no crime here,
and there won't be one here.

Now all of you
just turn around...

and go back
to the station house.

Go ahead.

Officers, my-my daughter
and l are in possession
of illegal narcotics.

There's a load of them
under that cash register,
in the center drawer.

You can find them there.

lt's here.

There! Arrest us!

Do it!

Get up.
Get up.

Get- Cuff 'em.

Take 'em
to the station.

We're gonna kiIl you.