Sons of Anarchy

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[voiceover, reading his fathers memoirs] A true outlaw finds the balance between the passion in his heart and the reason in his mind. The outcome is the balance of might and right.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[In his journal] There are lessons to be found here. But, mostly, I do this so that you can know me. Lately, as I write these, I realize they are 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 that allows me 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, I have to avoid looking into a mirror. My self-hate is 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. Op 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.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
I don't wanna die, Gemma. I'm just a little unsure of how to live in all this right now.

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

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I struggle with all my needs. Just like everyone else.

Tyne Patterson:
My guess is you struggle with it every day. What you are crashing into who you are.

Tyne Patterson:
You're a husband. And a father. And a man. [Gesturing to his cut] Before all of this. Own your place.

Robert Munson:
So. Let's play follow the lawyer.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
I'd rather play run over the lawyer.

Robert Munson:
It's still early.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
What did you do?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Same thing you did. Nailed some little tart from Nevada.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
All the sh*t I got coming outta my ears and you go and do this.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You should have thought of that before your dick went on a cheerleader hunt.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
I didn't ask her to come here.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
But she's here.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Well that's not my fault.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
And it's not my p*ssy.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
I'm a mechanic and a motorcycle enthusiast.

Sheriff Vic Trammel:
This is over.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Hey, Trammel. It's too late for over, man. You know all about us. And we know all about you. Look, the only way this relationship works is two of us together. Or one of us dead. I'll be waitin' for your call.

The Voice of John Teller:
The older I get, the more I realize that age doesn't bring wisdom. It only brings weary.

Chief Wayne Unser:
[Unser reports on fingerprints from a hand Jax had chopped off, then... ] Hey, next time? Few fingerprints on a glass will suffice.

Chucky Marstein:
[When Clay walks into Gemma's hospital room and sees Nero] I need to step out. My bowels get very loose in situations like this.

Nero Padilla:
Make no mistake. You get in my way with Gemma and I'll kill you.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Don't worry hermano. I don't make mistakes. Not like you.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Nobody threatens Sam Crow... brown, black, or *white*. Now why don't you all pile back into your clown car, and head on back to Nazi-town.

[Weston finds Darby in his shop]

Ernest Darby:
Talked over your offer with my guys.

AJ Weston:
Talked over? It's a no-brainer.

Ernest Darby:
I'm a little fuzzy about your end in this. Now what exactly goes into the League's pockets?

AJ Weston:
You think this is about money for us? You got kids, Darby?

Ernest Darby:
No.

AJ Weston:
I just pulled my six-year-old outta tee-ball 'cause I found out they were giving trophies to every boy on every team for simply playing the game. Trophies should be earned. Teaching children that everyone's equal is a dangerous philosophy. [he turns and looks at Darby's Latino employees] But maybe you've lost sight of that.

Ernest Darby:
Business is down thirty percent. I can't afford the white guys.

AJ Weston:
Never put money before race. [he hands Darby a stuffed envelope] This is five thousand. It should get you operational inside Charming. [Darby scoffs]

Ernest Darby:
When Clay finds out that I'm dealin' crank and p*ssy in his backyard?

AJ Weston:
There's a phone number inside the envelope. Call it and tell our Aryan brothers how much manpower you need. [he points at the swastika tattoo on Darby's chest] And if I were you, I'd button your shirt.

Ernest Darby:
I got nothin' to hide.

AJ Weston:
It's not about hiding. You haven't earned it.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[Disgusted by having to drive the pink van] Why are we pink?

Robert Munson:
C'mon, baby, you *love* pink.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Where are the Irish?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
In Ireland

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[to Connor] I'm giving you the truth you *need*.

Chief Wayne Unser:
And if she goes away, what happens to them? And don't give me all that club and family rhetoric. I'm talking about the day-to-day of it, Gemma. Who takes care of them?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I do.

Chief Wayne Unser:
Really? You think you're up to that?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You saying I'm too old?

Chief Wayne Unser:
I'm saying being a grandma and-and being a mom are two different jobs.

Chief Wayne Unser:
I have no doubt that you could raise these boys. I know how much you love them. But you got to realize this isn't 1967 anymore, sweetheart. This life, it ain't romantic or free. There's no path to anything that makes any sense. It's just dirty and sad. And we both know it's only going to get worse.

Tara Knowles:
Clay Morrow should've been dead a long time ago.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Nero has turned his truck around to charge the SUV that had been following them] What are you doing?

Nero Padilla:
[Goes even faster towards the advancing SUV] Seein' what these brothers are made of.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Getting nervous] I think they're made of about two tons of reinforced steel, brother.

Nero Padilla:
I got to admit. Part of me's tryin' to impress you.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Bracing himself against the dash and gripping the door frame as the two cars keep speeding and the distance between them gets shorter and shorter] No need to impress me, brother. Or kill me!

Nero Padilla:
[Pats his own door frame as the cars get closer to each other] C'mon! [At the last second, the SUV swerves and runs into a dumpster] Hoo-wah! [laughing] That was fun. [Jax looks at him in disbelief, then smiles] Sorry. I don't get out much.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[to Opie who has just assaulted several sheriff's so that he can be arrested with Jax] Is this you becoming me?

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
How'd I do?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Smiling] Not bad.

Tig:
This is why I beat hookers.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Hey, you can keep hatin' as much as you want. But, when you get to Stockton, you should let your crew know that when push comes to shiv, when it needs a friend... they'd do best to reach out to the darkest hand in the yard.

Tyne Patterson:
[to Charlie] I understand the pain you're in, son. The reason for your silence. [pause] I lost a son... [She had to take a deep breath] and a nephew to gang violence. I... didn't want anyone arrested. I wanted them all dead. Heartless, two bullets to the back of the head, just like they killed my boy. That's a natural reaction, the desire for revenge. It's a part of grieving. The difference is in my world I knew that those violent desires would never become real. In yours... it's a very likely outcome.

Tyne Patterson:
I've been doin' this for over 20 years. And until today, I have never said a word about my personal life to someone on the other side of this table.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
So, why me?

Tyne Patterson:
Because I needed help to connect with a man who did the right thing [slams the table] *ten* days ago! Who knows the importance of *family*. And that more violence will only destroy what's left of his.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[after whispering with Bobby and Quinn, he moves back to where SAMCRO and the Grim Bastards are trying to get info from Flint's gang] Alright, let's just move this along, shall we... boys? We *get* it. You're not gonna tell us. We know you're lyin'. Things get heated. Then... [He puts a gun to Flint's shoulder] we get *here*! [Everyone pulls a gun now. Bobby rides his bike to the street right across from the meeting and Quinn is pulling a length of chain off a swingset] Right, fellas, over there. I suggest you put your guns down. [They do not. He looks over at Tig and Cross and shoots one of the other gang members in the leg without looking] Anyone else wanna roll around on the ground? [the other gang members all drop their guns, and Chibs puts his back on Flint's shoulder] Now, my little crippled friend. I'm gonna ask you one more time. Who was driving the Impala that took out our brothers?

Flint:
Sorry, man. I can't understand a God damn word you're sayin'. You guys got any idea what Clan McDouchebag is talkin' about? [Quinn attaches one end of the chain to Flint's wheelchair and Tig brings the other end and attaches it to Bobby's bike. Bobby pulls out and drags a screaming Flint down the street, running him into anything he can. Chibs moves to Cross]

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
Sorry 'bout that. Had to speed up the process. Jax just got out of the County.

T.O. Cross:
Zoom zoom.

Nero Padilla:
We have to be smarter than a loaded gun.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
SAMCRO is throwing me a little homecoming bash tonight at our new adult entertainment facility.

Marcus Alvarez:
You talkin' about that shitty porn warehouse on the docks?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
When you say it like that, it kinda loses all its magic.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[He and Opie are cuffed, lying face down on the floor] Helluva honeymoon.

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
I should have just stayed in bed with my wife, the porn star. [They laugh]

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Where is everybody?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Chibs and Hap went home. I haven't seen Bobby or Juice. I think Jax finally tracked down Op. And Miles and Kozik are dead.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Thanks for the update.

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
[His gun pointed directly at Clay] Sit. You're gonna die at the gavel.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
I get to say anything here?

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
My ol' man get to say anything... before you BLEW A HOLE IN HIS CHEST? Sit down!

Margaret Murphy:
What in Gods name happened?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I flew my broomstick in to a brick wall.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
You're all very unbalanced individuals.

Bachman:
[having disposed of the caregiver's body] All done.

Tara Knowles:
Where is she?

Bachman:
Where's who?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Referring to Lyla] Looks you guys are working things out, huh?

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
I can never tell. Every time I try to talk to her, we end up naked.

Robert Munson:
Just marry her. That'll stop it.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
[Gemma enters Clay's place carrying 2 bags of groceries] Brought you some basics, change up your diet of bourbon and corn flakes.

Eli Roosevelt:
You suddenly struck with a conscience?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
No more than you, Sheriff.

Eli Roosevelt:
Don't compare our guilt.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Hey, brother. Once you cross the line, there is no comparing. There's just that side of the line.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
We're gonna get through this like we do everything else.

Tara Knowles:
That's what scares me the most.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
[Enters the shed where the guys are building crates to haul guns] Look at my happy little elves.

Chief Wayne Unser:
The older we get, the further away we get from who we think we are.

Margaret Murphy:
[Just walked in on Gemma in Tara's office. Gemma has a book in front of her] Oh. Sorry. Is Tara expecting you?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
No. I, uh... [Holds up the book] I was just doin' some research.

Margaret Murphy:
[Reads the book title] Sono-anatomy and Feasibility of Ultrasonic Graphic Guidance in Term and Pre-term Neonates.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
It's a trilogy.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Jax and a few others have just pulled up to the car holding the two black kids who stole their guns. A cop had pulled them over for speeding, but Kozik drove by on his bike and shot the rear window out of the cop car to lure them away. Jax leans down to the driver's window and smiles] License and registration, please.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[Referring to Vivica] She makes Gemma look like Donna Reed.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
[Walks into the office to see Piney drinking tequila] Mexican for lunch?

Piermont 'Piney' Winston:
You know, this isn't on Jax, it was my idea. Just have to blame it on the dementia.

Chief Wayne Unser:
Got a disturbing call from a woman says you pulled a gun on her?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Yeah.

Chief Wayne Unser:
That's it? Just... yeah?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I didn't *shoot* her.

Chief Wayne Unser:
[to Tara about her relationship with Jax] Don't think too hard on it, Doc. You come across something don't make you miserable, enjoy it.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
[Clay to Happy] "Call up your Nomads, we need bodies... we've been Deputised"

Ratboy:
Guess things went okay here?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Well, we gotta... pile of black guys in the backyard.

T.O. Cross:
[Feigning shock] What? Was the LAPD here?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I love you.

Tara Knowles:
You should!

Chucky Marstein:
[When Gemma checks the fundraiser chili recipe] I may have gotten in over my head.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[after Clay gets pissed when Gemma drives off] I hate it when Mommy and Daddy fight.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
Hey, Clay.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Get to work, shithead.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
[to Chibs] Pretty sure he was talkin' to you.

Tara Knowles, Gemma Teller Morrow:
Normal people call the authorities when their lives are threatened.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You don't have a normal life, baby. You have this one.

Tara Knowles:
Normal people call the authorities when their lives are threatened.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You don't have a normal life, baby. You have this one.

Kid 'Half Sack' Epps:
Think you guys can double up and let me take one of your bikes?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Points towards Chibs] Not unless he grows tits.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
Big tits. Huge tits.

[Jax slaps Chibs's hand with his his and they both smirk]

John Teller:
The true outlaw finds the balance between the passion in his heart and the reason in his mind. The solution is always an equal mix of might and right.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
[Smoking a cigarette outside the hospital] What brings you here?

Ernest Darby:
Four packs a day finally caught up to Mom. Stage 4 lung cancer.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
[She looks at her cigarette, then puts it out] Sorry to hear that.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
[to Darby] Don't think too big. A small mind suits you.

Pastor:
It's not too late for you men. Jesus Christ, our lord and savior, can save you. He can deliver you from all your transgressions.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
I appreciate your zeal, padre, but my transgressions are all I got left.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I need smokes.

Maureen Ashby:
I need whiskey.

Rita 'Cherry':
I need a new life.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
[after she and Maureen caught Jax and Trinity together] This is very bad.

Maureen Ashby:
Agreed. Little slut!

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Yeah, he is. Well, unless we want a 3-headed grandchild, looks like we're gonna hafta share some family history.

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
We find Abel, catch Oswalds plane tomorrow night and get the hell off of this moss covered shithole.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Hey. You ever heard from Kohn?

Agent June Stahl:
[Thinks]

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Dangerous being a Fed.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I love that guy more than anyone, but I also see what's happening to him and it scares the sh*t outta me. Opie can't be half in, half out. It'll get him killed, Donna.

Donna Lerner:
Than I want him out. That other guy got out. Kyle.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Kyle was kicked out. You know why? Cause the night Opie got arrested for blowing up that truck yard, Kyle was supposed to be his getaway ride. Only the a**hole panicked when he heard sirens, left Opie behind.

Donna Lerner:
Opie never said anything...

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Cause Opie's not rat. Brothers don't turn on each other. He did the time. It's what we do. Opie will never walk away from the club. We both know that. He's like me; it's all we know. It's in our DNA, and if you keep pulling him in the other direction... we're not the glue Donna. You are.

Opie:
I wanted the guy to be a miserable, broken piece of sh*t without SAMCRO. Tell you, I'm havin' a hard time though. You know this club means everything to me, the only thing I ever wanted from the time I went here. But everything else, Donna... the kids, work... they're all heading in the opposite direction. Just can't hook sh*t up. Feel like I'm missin' on every front.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I got no answers. My family plan is right out of the Sid and Nancy handbook. I'm so used to sh*t movin' in the other direction. I don't know what I'd do if something actually hooked up.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
The hand on the dick. What's the deal?

Chuck:
I'm sorry man, sorry. I have this condition. I'm not even aware of it.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Condition?

Chuck:
CMD, Compulsive Masturbation Disorder. I couldn't get the right meds in Stockton, so it's a little outta control right now.

Piermont 'Piney' Winston:
You know, I used to have that. Then I turned 13.

Kyle:
No need to say anything Jax. I know my boundaries.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Well I wanna tell you anyways. You stay away from everyone. Kid's done playing, you and your teenager climb into your pretty little cage and drive away.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Hey you all better be at that fundraiser tomorrow, unless you want a size 9 high heel boot up your ass.

Bobby:
You comin?

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
I'd rather have my balls cut off... what, too soon for that joke?

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
You know what I'll put it up for a vote, but it's not gonna pass.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I love you.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
That loves gonna kill me.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I was talking to April Hobart. What do you think about letting Kyle come tomorrow?

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
I don't think about it. Opie went to prison cause of that a**hole. He's excommunicated.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
It's not for Kyle. April stayed in Charming when you stripped his patch, divorced him.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
She divorced him cause he was nailing everything with two sets of lips. The answer is no.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Tell everyone to leave room for the buses.

Luanne:
Who we busing?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Oakdale Assisted Living. Seniors are all compulsive gamblers. Triples our raffle dollars. God bless social security.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
The hand on the dick, what's the deal?

Chuck Marstein:
I'm sorry man, sorry, I have this condition, I'm not even aware of it.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Condition?

Chuck Marstein:
CMD, Compulsive Masturbation Disorder. I couldn't get the right meds in Stockton, so it's a little outta control right now.

Piermont 'Piney' Winston:
You know, I used to have that, than I turned 13.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I love you.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
[to himself after she leaves] That love's gonna kill me.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
So, I hear you got an offer I can't refuse.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I'm sure we're all on Gemma's sh*t list by now.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
I live on that sh*t list.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Call Gemma. Tell her I need her at the cabin.

Ratboy:
What do we tell her?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
That I need her at the cabin.

Ratboy:
Mm hmm. What if she says no? Your mom can, you know, be a little... difficult.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Are you afraid of my mother?

Happy:
We all are.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[Jax tries to toss Greenblatt out the window to make it look like suicide. But, he only breaks the window and gets hung up on the window frame and falls on one of the shards of glass dieing instantly. Chibs gestures with his gun] *That*... was a very sloppy suicide.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Yeah? It worked. He's dead.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Gemma! Gemma, where you going?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
To find Jax and Tara.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
No, no, no, you heard what Clay said! Family stays put!

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You got two choices, Tigger: tackle me or tag along.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Now look, I got nothing but adoration for you. Why you gotta give me such a hard time for?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
It's my nature. I'm a giver!

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
This is why I beat hookers.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
So, what's that gonna look like? Me, in Canada?

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
We'll get you setup someplace safe, off the grid - getcha good papers

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Maybe you go redhead for a while

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Oh, Christ! I'd rather shave my head.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
How'd you think this was gonna play out? Best case scenario, your plan worked. You divorce Jax, either you or Wendy take those boys on up to Oregon or wherever. Did you really think Jax was gonna let that happen?

Tara Knowles:
He'd have no choice.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Do you have any idea who your husband is? What he's capable of?

Tara Knowles:
I know him better than you do.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Oh, no. Clearly you don't. [pauses] My son loves deep... hates deeper. It's in our genes. Betrayal is unforgivable. What you did, what you were planning to do... there's no coming back from that. All you can do now is tell him you're sorry and go away.

Tara Knowles:
I'll never do that. Not without my sons.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You need to hear this, Tara. And understand it on every level. Thomas and Abel will not be raised by you. What you do now will determine how we deliver that message. Mommy moved away... or Mommy passed away. Your call.

Nero Padilla:
So I guess the cancer's eaten away that part of your brain that can actually hold a conversation.

Chief Wayne Unser:
No, it's eaten away at my patience for people I don't give a sh*t about.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[after seeing the damage done to his bike by a teenage runaway] Why my bike? I mean, really. Do all teenage girls just hate me?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Yes.

Happy:
Yep.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[to DA Patterson] I'm the scumbag outlaw. And you're the pillar of justice. But, neither one of us likes looking at ourselves in the mirror.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
You're telling me that no one around here speaks Spanish? [looks at Juice]

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
I'm a Puerto Rican from Queens! I speak better Yiddish!

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I need you to open the back gate for me.

Chuck Marstein:
Where ya going?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I got to, uh... test drive that Beemer. Quality assurance.

Chuck Marstein:
You're lyin' to me. Right?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
That's right.

Damon Pope:
There you go, finding a hidden advantage in an unfortunate circumstance; using pain to take you to the next level. Those are the things that turn players into kings.

Nero Padilla:
[to Carla who is taking Juice by the hand down the hall] Where are you going?

Carla:
You're not the only one that gets to play with white trash.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
Actually, I'm Puerto Rican.

Carla:
Stop talkin', honey.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[after beating an Irish Police Constable] Hap! Kill one of his men!

Happy:
[Chambers a round in his handgun] Oh, yes I will!

Ernest Darby:
So just how... dirty do I have to get to be as clean as you, Mr. Hale?

Tara Knowles:
[while watching Tig and Kozik argue] God, what is up with those two?

Chuck Marstein:
Not sure, but, uh, judging by their level of malevolence, there's gotta be at least one vagina involved.

[last lines]

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Do you ever regret it? Coming back?

Tara Knowles:
A lot of things I'd do differently. But no. He [the kid] makes it all worth it. Do you?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I sometimes wish you'd come back five years sooner. Or five years later. I'm lost here, Tara. I'm trying to put it back together, but... I don't know if I can.

Tara Knowles:
I know.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I just feel so far away from you now. I know that's my fault. Please, just tell me, how do I get back?

Tara Knowles:
I'm not sure.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Babe... please let me back in.

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
[about Donna's death] This is what she felt.

Tara Knowles:
Where are we going?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Forward, sweetheart.

Otto:
You have reached the end of side one. Please turn over the tape.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
[after a Prius runs over Arty Brand] Damn Hybrids. Dangerous.

Luke:
Troubles?

Jimmy O'Phelan:
Our good priest. Gettin' a might *too* Godly for his collar.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
And if I were to ask for some comfort? Would you be about that?

Rita 'Cherry':
No. Sorry, but your old lady would turn us both into chum.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Hmmm, good point.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Distract 'em. I said distract 'em, not scar 'em for life!

Tig:
Nah, I'm serious, man. I think it's infected.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Go on. Get out of here before I rape both of you.

Bobby Munson:
Hey, come on man.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
C'mon, it's just an expression. Term of endearment.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Wheelin' out two bodies.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
There should be three.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I'm afraid to ask.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Don't be. There it is.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Is this us?

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Ya...

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Ah, sh*t.

Lee Toric:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks but bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[In his journal] It's hard not to hate. People. Things. Institutions. When they break your spirit and take pleasure in watching you bleed. Hate... is the only feeling that makes sense. But, I know what hate does to a man. It tears him apart. Turns him into something he's not. Something he'd promised himself he'd never become. That's what I need to tell you. To let you know how hard I'm trying not to cave under the weight of all the awful things I feel in my heart. Sometimes my life feels like a deadly balancing act. What I feel slamming up against what I should do. Impulsive reactions racing to solutions miles ahead of my brain. When I look at my day, I realize that most of it was spent cleaning up the damage of the day before. In that life, I have no future. All I have is distraction. And remorse. I buried my best friend three days ago. As clich? as this sounds, I left a part of me in that box. A part I barely knew. A part I'll never see again. Every day is a new box, boys. You open it, you take a look at what's inside. You're the one who determines if it's a gift... or a coffin.

Jacob Hale:
I was just reading an article on these, uh... home invasion attacks. People are very scared.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Very sympathetic as Bobby nods in commiseration] I don't blame them.

Jacob Hale:
Most think it's tied to the, uh... criminal element here in Charming.

Robert Munson:
The city council?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Nero explained the situation? I need to know what happens here, stays here.

Venus Van Dam:
All my dates have that need, baby. But, discretion ain't cheap.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I was told two grand.

Venus Van Dam:
You were told right. [Jax gives her cash and she tucks in her purse] That will do. My lips are sealed. Although I might open them up a little bit for you.

Lyla:
With this ring, I vow my love. I promise to always be a loving and faithful wife... and old lady.

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
With this ring, I vow my love. And I promise always to cherish and protect you.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
What else?

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
And treat you as good as my leather and...

[joined by everyone else]

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
ride you as much as my Harley.

Lyla:
[drunk at their wedding] Opie! Come dance with me! It's our song!

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
Sorry, boys. Gotta go.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Wow... Only an hour in and you're already face-deep in a bowl of pussywhip.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
[Made love with Gemma after his release from prison] Damn, that was fast.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Yeah, that's cuz you're used to speed bangin' Juice in dark hallways.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Hey, don't turn what Juice and I had into something cheap and tawdry.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
[laughing] I'm sure it was sweet Puerto Rican magic.

Chief Wayne Unser:
I'm not sure which cancer is worse. The one in me. Or the one in Charming.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I got this.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I think the struggle I understand best, even more than all the things you wanted for SAMCRO and all we eventually became. The one I feel the most is the war of the mind. Happens when you try to get right with both family and patch. That fear and guilt crippled me. I realized, as I think you did, a good father and a good outlaw can't settle inside the same man. I'm sorry, J.T. It was too late for me. I was already inside it. And Gemma... she had plans. It's not too late for my boys. I promise, they will never know this life of chaos. I know who you are now. And what you did. I love you, Dad.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[after the club killed the Irishman who wanted Connor Malone dead] I think the words you're lookin' for, Con, are thank you very much.

Connor Malone:
[Realizes he has nowhere else to go and must work with the club] Okay. I'll make this work.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
*And*...

Connor Malone:
[sighs] Thank you.

Connor Malone:
Oh, Jackson. You just killed an IRA king. There's no comin' back from that, lad.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
My ol' man tried to sever that tie 20 years ago. [Big smile] Better late than never.

Tyne Patterson:
Jackson. What happens at the end of the day?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Softly, with a small smile] The bad guys lose.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[At the table with the club except for Jax. It's deadly quiet. He speaks quietly, his heart in his throat] We know what has to happen. It's what this charter needs to do. We can't allow... our hearts... to be louder than our reason. All those... [Fighting tears] All those in favor... All those in favor of Jackson Teller... meeting Mr. Mayhem.

Ratboy:
Taddarius. Come on in.

T.O. Cross:
Unless I came out of your goddamn womb, don't ever call me that. You dig... little indie biker boy?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Oh, and uh... I'm not sure why you're carrying a gun, but make sure you're safe. No serial numbers.

John Teller:
First time I read Emma Goldman wasn't in a book. I was sixteen, hiking near the Nevada border. The quote was painted on a wall in red. When I saw those words it was like someone ripped them from the inside of my head.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Anarchism... stands for liberation of the human mind from the dominion of religion; the liberation of the human body from the dominion of property; liberation from shackles and restraint of government. It stands for social order based on the free grouping of individuals.

John Teller:
The concept was pure, simple, true. It inspired me. Lit a rebellious fire, but ultimately I learned the lesson that Goldman, Proudhom and the others learned. That true freedom requires sacrifice and pain. Most human beings only think they want freedom. In truth they yearn for the bondage of social order, rigid laws, materialism. The only freedom man really wants, is the freedom to become comfortable.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
I thought you said you drugged the meat?

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
I did.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
F***, there was foam in its mouth.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
That thing should be dead. I dosed it like two grams.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Grams of what?

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
Crank.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
You fed crystal to a killer dog, man? Are you retarded?

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
no

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[voiceover, reading his fathers memoirs] True freedom requires sacrifice and pain. Most human beings only think they want freedom. The truth is they yearn for the bondage of social order, rigid laws, materialism. The only freedom man really wants is to be comfortable.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
[after giving a Doberman crystal meth] In my own defense, you said to drug the dog. You weren't very specific.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Two in the back of the head. Quick and painless.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
It ain't easy being king.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Yeah, you just remember that.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You coming to dinner tomorrow night? I'm picking up steaks from the German.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Oh you know it.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You should bring Chibs and that new kid.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
New kid doesn't eat meat.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Don't patch him in; can't trust anyone who doesn't eat meat.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Looks like the boy might actually see his first birthday.

Wendy Teller:
He made it? Oh Abel, thank God!

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Yes! Thank you, God. Maybe... we should say a little prayer.

Wendy Teller:
Okay... That'd be good.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Dear God... Thank you for saving this boy... From his murderous, junkie mom. Who cared more about a $40 dollar fix than she did her own flesh and blood.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[to Marks, whose car just pulled up unannounced] You're a little early. Twelve inches a slave doesn't shoot until this afternoon.

August Marks:
[Unamused] Get in.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
So much for playful banter.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[Very dry] I think they're still sensitive about the whole slave thing.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
My bad.

August Marks:
[to Jax] You know the biggest difference between me and Mr. Pope? Damon made his bones bein' the... smartest guy on the street. I made mine bein' the deadliest.

Wendy Teller:
[Caught Brooke and Ratboy having sex with Thomas sleeping in the room] Oh, Christ. Really? In front of the baby?

Brooke:
He was sleeping.

Ratboy:
And he's like... a baby.

Sheriff Althea Jarry:
What about the Chinese? Would they have any reason to want to hurt your club?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Not that I know of. I'm a very big fan of their food.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
[to Chibs] I'm sorry, brother. I never meant to hurt the club. It's the only family I have. I love you.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[looking across the glass toward Lee Toric] I'm sorry about your sister. I can feel how personal this is for you. But SAMCRO didn't kill her. Otto acted alone. He's not a member anymore. He's just a broken guy more than a few blocks from sane. I don't give a sh*t what you do to him [turning around toward Clay] . But if you come after my wife... try to tie her to this murder... you're gonna feel how personal this is for me.

Lee Toric:
[addresses Clay] You've gotten away with how many kills in the last 30 years? Hmm? And the one that gets you the death sentence is the one you didn't do.

[last lines]

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[toward Tara after finding out she is pregnant] I love you.

[Jax visits Tully in prison to talk about moving the stolen Chinese heroin]

Ron Tully:
If I find the right size bowl, how much do you think you're gonna be feedin' the dog?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[leaning forward and lowering his voice] Two cases. High-end rice chow.

Ron Tully:
Is that an old Asian recipe?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
That's right.

Ron Tully:
I have some relationship issues to work out, some sharing-the-dog-park sh*t.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
So is that a yes?

Ron Tully:
You're gonna meet my dog walker. He'll make the final call.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Well, it's gonna have to be soon. Dog food's got an expiration date.

Ron Tully:
Yeah. [he pulls out a cell phone and begins dialing]

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
What are you doin', man? Cameras.

Ron Tully:
Oh, no, I bought this room. They ain't on.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[confused] Then why the hell are we talkin' in code?

Ron Tully:
I miss my dogs. [Jax realizes that Tully is literally talking about dog food]

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I'm guessing German shepherds.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Is Nero around?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
[Referring to Colette] Um... Your blonde mommy fetish out there... said that he'd be back in a few hours.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[laughing] First of all, if I had a mommy fetish, I'd be hookin' up with some psycho dominatrix.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Seems unfair.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Second, I think the phrase "mommy fetish" coming out of the mouth of my own mother should never happen again.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I just call it like I see it, babe.

Robert 'Bobby' Munson:
[Referring to the transvestite hooker] We gotta find Venus.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Oh, I know where she is. [Everyone turns to look at him, surprised] We keep in touch. [He leaves the room]

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Jax turns to the others] Should I be worried they keep in touch?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Sees Tig watching Venus walk away] Somethin' we need to know here?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
We're friends. You know, we got things in common.

Robert 'Bobby' Munson:
Yeah, I can think of one thing.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Don't be disrespectful. I'm gonna head upstairs, gonna get her to move it along, end the dilly dally. [Turns to follow Venus upstairs]

Ratboy:
Dilly dally?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Okay. Now, I'm worried.

Nero Padilla:
Your boy... he's unchained right now. He's looking for any excuse to rage.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Can you blame him?

Nero Padilla:
I understand it. The problem is... it gets to a point, Gem, where it ain't about revenge anymore. You're doin' it because... it just feels good.

Robert 'Bobby' Munson:
Remember when our biggest problem was which Mayan to kill?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Simpler times.

Robert 'Bobby' Munson:
Simpler men.

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
[to Gemma, when he realizes he must finally choose between running, being found by the cops or being found by the club] I don't like bein' alone. I'm not good on my own. [fighting tears] My head gets so loud. And sh*t 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.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
What are you doing, Gem?

Wayne Unser:
You're a smart man, Wayne. I'm sure you know the answer to that.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[Handing the gavel to jax in the burned out remains of the clubhouse] We're gonna get through this, brother. Ya hear me?

Eli Roosevelt:
I know explosives when I smell it.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I can't tell you who, but I can tell you why. We're trying to end a relationship.

Eli Roosevelt:
[Sarcastically] Oh. Then she's very pissed off.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[His voice dripping with old world and hard won wisdom] Aye. She sure is.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[to the two guys who pulled them over pretending to be motorcycle cops] We know a scam when we see one!

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
That's right, we do. I've seen Smokey and the Bandit a thousand times. Love that movie.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[In a reasonable tone] I need you both to apologize to all my guys for your behavior today.

Officer Topher:
You gotta be kiddin' me.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[after elbowing Topher in the jaw, he smiles maniacally at the other officer] Do *you* think I'm kiddin'?

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
What kinda awful sh*t did your mother do to you?

Tig:
What do you mean?

Bobby Munson:
You know my rule: no bud before 9AM.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I don't have that rule.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Those two dead Mexicans in the warehouse hole... I was hitting them.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
Jesus Christ. Both of them?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Oh yeah. Kind of a taco twofer thing.

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
[to Stahl] The outlaw had mercy. You remember that.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Don't worry. I'm not going to go all Adriana on you.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[Going through Diosa's books with Jax] Wow. Did you know that Kiki offered mint flavored blow jobs?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
We're looking for outstanding balances, d*ckhead.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
I was raised a Catholic. Everything's a worry for me.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
Thanks for yesterday.

Sheriff Althea Jarry:
For the sex or the heads up?

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
For the heads up. *You* should be thanking *me* for the sex.

Leland Gruen:
Well, well. [Lifts his hand to shade his eyes, making a deal of looking around for someone] Bring another police escort?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[Returns the gesture] Just us bad guys.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[When Gruen is told that Cross and the Grim Bastards are waiting down the road] They're with us.

Leland Gruen:
Maybe you planned a little payback ambush?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Or, maybe I'm just a white guy who's not living in 1956.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[Meeting with Tully in prison] Do you own the room? I don't know enough dog code to say what I hafta say.

Ron Tully:
[When Jax asked him to facilitate getting to Lin] Why don't we burn that cross when we get to it?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
You okay? You look like hell.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
It's where I'm livin', Jackson.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[Dez isn't talking, so Tig takes matters into his own hands] Pull his pants down.

Happy:
What?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Pull his pants down.

Happy:
What are you gonna do?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
I'm gonna shove this flute right up his ass.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I was just thinking beat down, but that works, too.

Happy:
You're so gay.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Just gay enough.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
: Something happens at around 92 miles an hour. Thunder headers drown out all sound. Engine vibration travels at a heart's rate. Field of vision funnels into the immediate. And suddenly you are not on the road - you're in it, a part of it. Traffic, scenery, cops - just cardboard cutouts blown over as you pass. Sometimes I forget the rush of that, that's why I love these long runs. All your problems, all the noise, gone. Nuthin else to worry about, except what's right in front of you.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
: Maybe that's the lesson for me today, to hold onto these simple moments - appreciate them a little more, there's not many of them left. I don't ever want that for you, finding things that make you happy shouldn't be so hard. I know you'll face pain, suffering, hard choices but you can't let the weight of it choke the joy out of your life. No matter what, you have to find the things that love you. Run to them. There's an old saying - that which doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I don't believe that. I think the things that try to kill you make you angry and sad. Strength comes from the good things, your family, your friends, the satisfaction of hard work. Those are the things that will keep you whole, those are the things to hold onto when you're broken.

August Marks:
Congratulations you're in charge.

Darnell:
No! Wait, wait! What if I don't want to be in charge?

August Marks:
Rise to it brother! With great power comes great responsibility.

Darnell:
I ain't no spiderman nigga.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You a pimp?

Nero Padilla:
I'm a companionator. I bring people together. I'm all about the love.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I'm gonna turn into Clay.

Harry 'Opie' Winston:
[Intensely] I'm more afraid that I'm gonna turn into *you*.

Chief Wayne Unser:
[to Gemma who's just come home] Uh... Clay's here. Come to pick up the rest of his sh*t.

Ratboy:
He thought you'd be at the, uh... cemetery.

Chucky Marstein:
I'm feeling really uncomfortable.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Why is she here?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
That's not your concern.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
No, it's not. But, it should be yours.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
You know what, Mom? I kind of have a few things on my plate today. Like burying my best friend, so your need to be loved, worshiped and adored is a little low on my list today.

Lyla:
What do I do, Jax? I can't raise three kids on my own. I can barely cover me and Piper. How am I supposed to care for those kids and earn a living?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Just like every other single mother. You get help. Friends. Family.

Lyla:
My Mom lives two hours away. I don't have family up here.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Let me show you something. [Takes her to the window and opens the blinds. They watch club members and women gathering for Opie's memorial service] *That's* your family. Anything you need, you just ask. Anyone says no, they answer to me.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Thank you, Chucky.

Chucky Marstein:
You're my best friend, Gemma.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I accept that.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[Referring to Sheriff Jarry and Wayne] Any idea why Cagney and Lacey are here?

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
Gemma knows every truth behind every lie inside every secret. She's the gate keeper.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[At the table with the club] I'm sorry the family I was given created so much chaos for the family I've chosen. I hope you all know I love you very much.

Robert Munson:
Home is where the reaper is.

Chief Wayne Unser:
[Enters the cigar shop, turns the closed sign over and pulls the shade] Closing time.

Polly Zobelle:
Yeah, I guess it is. Where happened to the other cops?

Chief Wayne Unser:
[Sits down and lights a cigar] Oh, they're uh, off doing something that matters.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Chucky, why don't you go wait by the Chief's car. Play with the sirens.

Chuck Marstein:
Really?

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Yeah, sure.

Chuck Marstein:
[Chuck runs off, smiling] .

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[after Jax drives the SUV through a wall into the warehouse, crashing cases of Irish liquor and trapping Connor] Another fine Irishman brought down by the bottle.

Nero Padilla:
You wanna follow me, Sheriff, I'll make it easy. I'll be at Diosa most of the afternoon. Then probably head over to TM. Maybe make a stop along the way, buy a pack of gum, kill a hooker or two. You know, just another day.

Tig:
Go on, get out of here, before I rape both of you.

Bobby:
Hey!

Tig:
C'mon, it's just an expression. Term of endearment.

Gill:
You're gonna get yourself killed, old man.

Piermont 'Piney' Winston:
I'm ready for that. Are you?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
That's what we do when family needs us. Things we wouldn't do otherwise.

Abel:
[Referring to hitting a boy at school] It was an accident.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Do you understand what an accident is?

Abel:
Do you?

Tig:
And we blame the angry black man.

Clarence 'Clay' Morrow:
It's the American way.

Tig:
I hate dolls, man. They creep me out.

Tara Knowles:
This might be your most insidious move yet.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You have to be more specific.

Happy:
He's right. It had to be Laroy. He's gotta die. Like a lot.

Jacob Hale:
[after Potter reveals the true identity of Hale's investors to the city council] Why are you doing this?

Lincoln 'Linc' Potter:
Because I don't like you. [Then, walking away] And the good guys need a win.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I'm tired of being crushed under the weight of greedy men who believe in nothing. [pause] I have to change that.

[Tig and Rat are staking out Lin's warehouse]

Ratboy:
Sh*t, man, we been here for over four hours. You think Connor was wrong?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
I think you should stop whinin'.

Ratboy:
I'm just saying, what if Lin ain't movin' his sh*t today?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
What if you stopped asking questions?

Ratboy:
What if you weren't such a dick?

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
What if, when we're done here, we go to your house and I rape your mama?

Ratboy:
What if you find her on top of your dad, slamming a big black dildo in his ass, while he's calling out my name? [pause]

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
Nice touch.

Ratboy:
Thanks.

August Marks:
Clarity settles all scores. Pays back all debts.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I'm gonna wait until Lin's vulnerable. Out of allies. And then I'm gonna reach out, offer him a helping hand. Once I'm inside, got his total trust... I'm gonna let him know that I'm the one that ruined him. Then I'm gonna look around his table, at his men, his family... ask him who he wants spared. First person he points to, that's who I'm killing. And then everyone else he cares about. I'm gonna let him live in the agony of that for a little while. And then I'm gonna end him. As slowly and painfully as possible.

Jury White:
I understand your personal need here, son. But, the level of payback your talkin' about pulls the club in a very different direction. The last time I heard you share your vision, you were talkin' about *cutting* the ties to the things that were killing us.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
I don't have a vision anymore. All I see is what's right in front of me.

Nero Padilla:
[On their way in to check out a preschool for Abel] So, who we gonna say we are?

Wendy Teller:
I don't know. The nanny and the gardener?

Nero Padilla:
I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that.

Nero Padilla:
Things have gotten a little unraveled.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Yeah, we heard about the Chinese guns.

Oscar El Oso Ramos:
Yeah! From who?

Robert 'Bobby' Munson:
Fox news. It might have been Obama.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[Burying Lin's crew and customers] We're runnin' outta room out here.

Happy:
I know a thousand places to bury bodies.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
[Small smile] Course you do.

Jacob Hale Jr.:
This is blackmail.

Hector Salazar:
Yeah. I got an app for that, Homes.

Tyler:
[Looking at all the mounted animals on the walls of the cabin] You guys have gone full redneck.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
We used to have a couple of black heads on the wall, but we took 'em down, y'all. Out of respect.

Tyler:
I appreciate that.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
When it comes to finding a good old lady, you don't get what you want, Rat. You get what you *are*.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
You know why I like teaming up with you, Hap? Cuz when we do, *I'm* the normal one.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[while digging up the pastor's very ripe body] You okay?

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
No. All this sh*t... it triggers my Catholic superstitions. [Takes a swig of whiskey]

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Trust me. If this guy's got a ghost, it's lookin' for a bus full of dead school boys.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
That's comforting.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[to Juice, about the MC rule of no blacks allowed] Listen, the rules have been around since day one. Different time. I'm not sayin' I agree with them all. But, you know... if I start pickin' and choosin' which ones to follow then... the whole thing just falls apart.

Happy:
[Shoots the already dead Miles 4 times] Lyin' b*tch.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
[With sarcasm] Did you get 'im?

Tara Knowles:
Thank you, Wayne.

Chief Wayne Unser:
Yeah. Um, I'll just wait out here till you're done.

Tara Knowles:
Okay.

Chief Wayne Unser:
[wants to leave then turns around] And Doc... at some point, I'm gonna ask a few questions.

Tara Knowles:
[nods] I know.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford:
Talked to Belfast. They're up to speed. Now we'll just try to find some known IRA addresses here in North Cal.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
We're off to Oswald's now.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Yeah.

Alex 'Tig' Trager:
I'm all over it. Like he is on his mama.

Montez:
My mama's dead, man.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
That won't stop him.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
Starting a war drains both sides.

Bohai Lin:
I am not starting it. I am joining it.

Robert Munson:
When's the last time you had your dick sucked?

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
I don't think you're up to it, brother.

Robert Munson:
[Walking slowly to the bathroom, his arm in a sling] West. You're gonna need to hold my dick while I piss. You're gonna need two hands.

West:
Is he serious?

Juan Carlos 'Juice' Ortiz:
Yeah. He's huge. You're gonna need both hands.

West:
Can I go? Please? I'd rather get shot at than hafta help him piss again.

Robert Munson:
C'mon, man, we were so good together.

Tyler:
See you soon.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
No, you won't.

Tyler:
C'mon, Teller. Who you kiddin'?

August Marks:
[Motions to one of his men who brings over a large red duffle bag and places it at Connor's feet] Pope Industries runs the third largest charitable organization in the state. This is one of our Red Cross earthquake kits we hand out to lower income families. [Connor opens the bag and sees it is filled with cash. Marks smiles at Jax] Of course, most of them just got batteries and water.

August Marks:
[to Connor] Talk to your organization. Let 'em know that I'm very serious about being in business with them. And, if it helps, my Mom's maiden name... is McDuffy.

Connor Malone:
[after Marks turns to leave] You're just gonna leave me here with the cash?

August Marks:
Partners gotta trust each other.

Jackson 'Jax' Teller:
[to Marks with an Irish accent] Well done, McDuffy.

Nero Padilla:
?rale. Good to see you, Marcus.

Marcus Alvarez:
You too, Nero. Thanks for makin' the time, huh?

Nero Padilla:
Yeah, it's all good. Gotta say, though, I'm a little more than, uh, curious about your offer to my boy Fiasco. Mayans helpin' Byz-Lats... how's that work?

Marcus Alvarez:
Sh*t that happens in Oaktown don't stay in Oaktown. It affects everyone.

Nero Padilla:
What sh*t is that?

Marcus Alvarez:
Eh, we got a delicate balance. Us, Niners, Chinese, Italians... we all got our piece and we all got our boundaries. And we all get our guns from SAMCRO. Same price, same quality. By the nature of the business, MC became the de facto referee. And Jax embraced that.

Nero Padilla:
But not anymore.

Marcus Alvarez:
That's right. See, Sons pulling out creates a void. Not just in guns, but in power. Word is, Jax is handing over the Irish guns to August Marks. And that move gives black a lotta weight, ese. Upsets the balance. Makes a real problem for all of us.

Nero Padilla:
Sim?n. Have a meet with the MC, work it out.

Marcus Alvarez:
Jax shoulda thought about that before he started killing people. Not my meetin' to call. Now I gotta sit down with the Chinese and see what my options are.

Nero Padilla:
Why you tellin' me all this?

Marcus Alvarez:
You got a relationship, ese.

Nero Padilla:
Business partner. I'm just Teller's business partner. We're movin' a little p*ssy, ?qu? no? I got no say in what he does with his club.

Marcus Alvarez:
Mayans are starting up a charter up in Stockton. I got twenty members from Oakland and Vegas gonna make the jump. Things play out in Oaktown the way I think, it's gonna be brown and yellow against black and white. Now, I know that puts you at odds with Teller and your own streets, ese.

Nero Padilla:
Jesus Christ. That's, that's the way this is gonna go down?

Marcus Alvarez:
Givin' you a heads-up, hermano, that's all.

Nero Padilla:
Best we stay neutral.

Marcus Alvarez:
Come on, ese. There ain't no Switzerland in the 'hood.

Wendy Teller:
Gemma. I don't get it. I appreciate all this help. I just need to understand... is this all some kind of power play - helping me to hurt Tara?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
There's a pretty good chance... that Tara's going to jail, so she don't need any more hurt. But I'm gonna need some help. It's been brought to my attention I'm not as spry as I used to be.

Wendy Teller:
And you want me to help you?

Gemma Teller Morrow:
Well, I can't afford a nanny... so my options are limited. I got Uncle Cancer out there. I got some half-bright croweaters reeking of cum and Tig's aftershave... and I got the junkie mom.

Wendy Teller:
Wow. I feel special.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
You betrayed me. But you bought it back. And you paid the price. And I know how much you love that boy.

Wendy Teller:
Jax is never gonna let me near Abel.

Gemma Teller Morrow:
I'll work on Jax. You just get clean. Get yourself back on track. And go back to dick. Girls are sh*t.