Previously on Sons of Anarchy...
- August. - Jackson.
Any word on what happened to your wife?
- Nothing yet. - You need to understand
that the revenge can't land on the street.
I won't do a thing until the time is right.
You killed my wife.
I'm here to help, Jax. Just need to know the game plan.
We're gonna unravel Lin.
Take apart his business.
Triads trade their weapons for heroin!
That shit was crazy fun, man.
Let me know where I can have my boys drop off some cash.
Man, that'd be awesome. Thanks.
Is that what I'd be?
- A, uh, consultant? - I believe the
official title is "consulting investigator."
I'm gonna want to see everything you have on Tara Knowles's murder.
- Why is that? - Want to be
the best consultant I can be.
Things have gotten a little unraveled.
We heard about the Chinese guns.
Lin is gonna be here any minute.
It wasn't us, Henry. I put my Indian hills charter on it.
They're gonna dig in.
All right, you have until noon tomorrow.
If I don't have something by then, I will turn charming into
a goddamn killing field.
Spent the night in a bathtub.
Bound and gagged.
- What'd that cost you? - Juice didn't charge me.
Let me know if there's anything
I can do to help. I'm tired of counting bodies, too.
How you doing?
- You guys want a hit? - Nah, we're good.
- Partying all alone? - Yeah, yeah. It's just us tonight.
Yeah, it's Bobby Munson.
Tell lin we found the crew that hit his delivery.
Hey, Gibby, open up. It's me.
Gibby!
Gib...
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Throw the switch.
Ah... mmm...
More power!
More!
Ah!
Skankenstein lives!
Skankenstein is... horny.
- And cut! - Yeah, baby!
Yeah!
Scorsese ain't got shit on you, baby!
Congratulations, boys.
That was the first take of a Red Woody production.
You're a genius.
Thank you.
You said you wanted to help?
Yeah.
And I meant it.
You're working with the sheriffs.
I am.
But that's about Tara. Something... I need to do.
How do I know I can trust you?
You really gotta ask me that?
You had me bound and gagged in a bathtub, son.
I think I would've already
dropped the dime on you if that's what I wanted.
I need a favor.
It's a big one.
But it's something that I... need to do.
Before I just run away.
OK.
But I'm gonna want a favor, too.
About Tara.
Anything that can point me in the direction of her killer.
You give me that... and I'll help you.
OK, Abel, I'm purple, and you're orange, OK?
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
- Oh, Jesus. - Oh, no, that's too
- heavy for you, Mama. - What you got in there?
- Guns and ammo? - Books.
Ah... Way more dangerous.
Hey, Gemma, are you taking these?
Oh, no. I got African crows at home.
They'd just shred 'em into cat food.
- You want 'em? - Really?
Yeah. I think they're beautiful.
Yeah. They really are.
They see everything.
Sandy. Phone.
- It's Ken again. - Shit. OK.
What?
It's my dad. He doesn't like what I do...
Until he needs money.
Oh...
You really have to leave?
Temporary.
Can't believe you're gonna make me schlep out to that Stockton whorehouse.
Nah, it just means I'm gonna have to spend a little bit
more time at your place.
Yeah, why not? Everyone else is living there.
Aw, come on. I thought you like a full house.
Grandma.
Yeah, I do. I do.
Hey...
You sure everything's gonna be OK with you and Jax?
Seems tense.
Streets are still a little complicated.
You know? But we're gonna get through it.
Hey, hey.
I-I wouldn't pull you back in
is I didn't think that.
Hmm?
OK.
We went to Selma. Found the house.
- Was the crew there? - One of 'em.
Dead. Shotgun hole in the chest.
- Huh. - Shit.
- Triads get there first? - I don't know yet.
There was a lot of blood and footprints,
but whoever did it
left a kilo right on the table. It was ours.
- Did you find the rest? - No.
Who were these guys? How'd you get intel on them?
One of our other charters, Indian Hills, bumped
into 'em a couple times hauling guns back to Nevada.
Ex-peckerwoods, move meth and anything else they can steal.
They put the word out, right after your buy got hit,
that they had smack to sell.
- Not very bright. - That's my point.
Figured it had to be them.
We're gonna dig into this. But for now,
- Henry will keep a detente in place. - Fair enough.
Let us know if you need help.
OK.
Think he was lying about that one body?
I don't know. Why would he?
They were both very dead.
Family and friends could've found them.
- And left the heroin? - Yeah...
Dig into the guy that's M.I.A.
See if you can find out who he is.
- And where the hell he went. - I'll call jury.
Come on, I gotta visit Tully.
See if he can move these extra keys.
Ebony Prince.
- You expecting him? - No.
You're a little early. 12 inches of slave don't shoot
till this afternoon.
Get in.
So much for playful banter.
I think they're still a little sensitive about the whole slave thing.
My bad.
If he drives, we follow.
- So what's going on? - What did Lin's crew want?
Saw 'em driving away.
Just tying down loose ends on the Irish guns.
This doesn't work if we don't trust each other.
Trust can't live in the same space as secrets and lies.
You agree?
Yeah.
So I'll ask you again.
- Why were the Chinese here? - Same reason you're here, August.
Chinese gun buy down in Selma got ambushed.
We're the likely suspects.
I gave lin proof that we had nothing to do with it.
- There's not gonna be a war. - I'll need that proof as well.
It was local peckerwoods.
One of our NV charters got the intel. I gave it to Lin.
His crew found them dead with a brick of their H.
Sloppy amateurs.
Very convenient.
Dead alibi. A few kilos still at large.
I know they lost four.
This doesn't work... If we don't trust each other.
So, we good?
You know the biggest difference between me and Mr. Pope?
Damon made his bones being the smartest guy on the street.
I made mine being the deadliest.
Don't cross me, Jackson. I have no remorse killing you...
or any of the Sons.
Change of plan. Visiting white will have to wait.
It's a black day.
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What's up, bro?
- Yo. - I'm good, man.
Hey, thanks for meeting us halfway.
No problem.
What's pressing?
Shit. What isn't?
I hear that. Shit's getting very complicated, man.
Sorry about your old lady.
Thanks.
Sorry about your crew getting hit.
Yeah, me, too.
August shutting down payback... that can't be going down easy.
It ain't.
Why am I here, man?
August is clamping down on us, too.
I know. He thinks you hit the Chinese gun buy.
Did you?
The direction I'm headed
might not be the same as August.
In fact, we may end up running head-on into each other.
If that happens, I need to know where I stand with the One-Niners.
Shit.
We don't have independent business like your club.
Laroy sold our street to Pope, three years ago.
August marks feeds our pipeline. If we shit on that hookup,
then we could lose everything.
Come on, bro, you were solid before Pope.
You'll be solid after marks, right?
What if I promise I'll make sure your crew keeps their turf, stays whole?
Shit with the Mayans, my niggas is all sideways already, man.
That's gonna be a hard promise to sell.
Maybe this will make it easier.
Half a key.
You move that on your own.
Nothing goes to marks. We'll take a nominal bite.
You use the profit to give purple a base to break away.
And you get the other half once we're sure you're with us.
Shit.
You did hit the Chinese.
Nah.
Let's just say it fell off a truck.
I have an internal problem.
Could complicate things.
One of my OGs, Chester Kray,
he using this yellow-brown shit storm to make a play.
He's splitting off, starting a new set of purple.
How many going with him?
Don't matter. Any divide hurts me.
You help me squash that, and I'll make sure that the Niners land
with the outlaws.
I did some digging.
I may have an angle on the murders.
- That was fast. - Mmm.
This from the MC?
Um, more or less.
It might make sense to focus the investigation
on Henry Lin's crew out of Oakland.
Why would the Chinese kill Knowles and Roosevelt?
Look, the MC are getting out of guns.
They're handing over their business to black.
The crew under Pope's heir, uh, August Marks
The Chinese are upset about that.
So, why kill the wife and not Teller?
I'm not sure.
But Eli was assigned to escort Tara.
My guess is he was collateral damage.
Who's your source, Wayne?
Somebody paying me back a favor.
It's reliable intel.
Uh, you should dig in, hand it off to the detectives.
That consulting badge isn't carte blanche to go rogue.
- It's an a... - I know, I know.
It's an A.D. investigation.
I need to know who you're talking to.
And if I want to keep him talking, it's got to be off the record.
For now.
No disrespect.
Ma'am.
Shit.
I thought she was shopping.
- Me, too. - Brooke?
Are you in there?
Why is this door locked?
Uh, com-coming. One second.
Brooke!
Oh, Christ. Really?
In front of the baby?
Uh, he was sleeping.
And he's, like... a baby.
Bad judgment.
I got it.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
It's OK.
You're OK.
It's OK.
- This was... - It's OK...
this was all my fault.
Don't tell Gemma.
She's just a kid.
Do not pull her into this.
I'm not pulling her into anything.
Just...
Just don't knock her up.
OK?
Hi, buddy.
This better not come back to bite me in the ass, Handsome Jack.
Come on, Charlie, you can trust me.
That's what Custer said to his troops.
Charlie, you'll come out looking like a hero.
Jax, I just heard from Chester.
Pier 19, bro.
We'll let you know when it goes down.
I'll be here.
Waiting for the Indians.
- Thanks for meeting us. - Yeah.
Hey, boys, this is a friendly conversation.
- So we all just relax, right? - They'll relax
when I tell them to.
I know you been talking to Tyler.
Yeah.
He had a few things to say about you.
- None of them good. - That's why we asked you here.
We're looking for someone in purple who's actually got some balls.
Who ain't afraid to stand up to August Marks.
Yeah, and why's that?
Lin had my wife killed. Marks won't let me retaliate.
Same way he won't let your crew pay back the Mayans.
Boss be the boss. What can you do?
I can handle my shit. And when I do, boss ain't gonna like it.
He's gonna try to turn the Niners against us.
I'm looking for some like-minded allies.
And if you find this ally?
I'd split the spoils of war.
But first I'd hand back the guns the Mayans took from you.
'Cause we know where they are.
Navy docks.
Ten minutes away.
Well, that's bold, I'll give you all that.
- Your intel any good? - Oh, yeah.
Charlie Barosky. Ex-cop, runs the port. He's on my payroll.
We'll be in and out so fast no one will know what happened.
And you look like a leader.
OK.
See you there.
OK, I'm gonna put you on as a contact,
which means that you can pick up Abel from school if we need you to.
I'm a excellent driver.
All right, just keep your claws out of your pants
and on the wheel; I'll be happy.
No!
- What was that? - What's that? Whoa.
Stop it! No!
- You can't just take what you want. - I can take what's mine.
What the hell is this?!
Who's this, your whore queen?
- Stop it! - This dick a john?
I'm her father. Mind your own business, all of you.
- He's taking my money again. - No, you're paying me back,
you lying little slut. Where's your goddamn wallet?
- Get out of here! - Gemma... Gemma!
Nero!
No! Daddy!
- All right. OK, OK! - Daddy!
- On women? - OK, OK!
All right, all right! Easy, easy.
- Baby, baby, you OK? - I'm all right. I'm OK.
- Daddy. - Leave me alone.
Are you OK? I'm sorry.
I'm all right. I'm OK.
Oh, Christ.
- I'm sorry, daddy. - Shut up.
I'm sorry.
Yeah, you don't need to be in there.
Here we go. Let's get you something to drink.
- Huh? - You're hurt, grandma.
I'm fine. Fine.
What happened to her daddy?
He, uh... he did a bad thing.
Does my daddy do bad things?
No. No.
Why would you think that?
Your daddy is a good man.
That's it. Gray door, unit 11.
What, there's no Mayans keeping watch?
Shouldn't be. That's what they pay Barosky for.
All right, you know what, let's play this safe.
Hap, you and me will take your two guys and we'll go in the side door.
Yeah, we'll hit the front, Tig.
Well, all right, then. Let's get our goddamn guns.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Well... there they are.
Damn, Jax. I see you weren't playing.
I'm all business, brother.
Check them out.
This one.
Hey, Mom, what's up?
"He snores a lot at night.
I'm not afraid of monsters. Monsters are my friends."
- Who the hell called the sheriffs? - Sandy.
Her dad told her to.
All right.
"I can hear them pillow-fight."
Mama.
Yeah.
You OK?
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
Where's the animal that hit you?
He's in the kitchen.
Did he see it?
Not really.
You good, little man?
Shut the door, please.
Sheriff Althea Jarry.
Jax Teller.
Chibs.
I didn't realize this was a family business.
Well, we're business partners.
Uh, we run another place out of Stockton, as well.
I know.
This is a rare occurrence for us.
We run a legit, quiet business here.
I get it. All your paperwork's in order.
Your permits are up to date.
However, Mr. Haas, your employee's father...
He's pressing assault charges.
Well, we're gonna be pressing charges, as well, then.
He came in here, and he smacked Gemma.
Mr. Haas says he came by to pick up
the money his daughter owed him.
They were having a family discussion. Gemma interfered.
He told her to back off.
Then Mr. Padilla here went to town on him.
Oh, come on.
- That doesn't even make sense. - I'll tell you what.
I'll have a chat with the dad,
let him know how complicated these things can become.
Yeah, we'd appreciate that.
You know what I would appreciate?
I would appreciate you helping me find Juan Carlos Ortiz.
He's the only member of your charter
that we haven't interviewed about the murders.
Juice split when I was inside.
Yeah.
He didn't really say much about where he was going.
That's unfortunate, because if I can't track him down,
the DA wants to put out an APB.
I'll see what I can find out.
What about the Chinese?
Would they have any reason to want to hurt your club?
Not that I know of.
I'm a very big fan of their food.
Are we done here? Can I go?
Yeah. Just stay reachable.
I'm sure we can all work together to keep Charming safe and profitable...
for everyone.
Understood?
Yes, ma'am.
We should connect later... Scotty.
There is a new sheriff in town.
Apparently, she's looking for a profitable relationship.
And a good old Glaswegian humpin'.
I'm gonna let you guys handle all the humping.
Barosky called while all this shit was going down.
There's trouble at the docks.
- What trouble? - I don't know, but...
I'm going to go down there and find out.
Look after your mom.
Yeah.
Hey.
APB on Juice is very bad.
Mm-hmm.
Hey, I'm sure that boy is far, far away.
- You park in the back? - Yeah.
You, uh, sure you want to do this?
I have to.
You can't back out.
OK.
Let's go.
Yeah?
Jury, it's Bobby Elvis.
What's up, Bobby?
I'm gonna need some intel, my brother.
We've been getting some blowback about those guys
who helped us with the Chinese.
What kind of blowback?
Well...
I heard they've been bragging about what happened.
We just need to track 'em down,
remind them about... policy.
Sorry to hear that. That's my bad. I vouched for them.
Well, it's not a problem yet, but
we just want to find out who they are before it does.
Of course.
Knew the one guy a little bit.
Name was Gib.
O'Leary, I think it was.
Yeah?
Well, that helps.
Sure.
Anything else?
No. Appreciate it.
All right.
Take care, Bobby.
Give my best to Jax.
Will do.
We took care of your internal problem.
Chester won't be making noise no more.
I appreciate that.
Some of my crew...
they're gonna get very nervous when that word gets out.
Yeah.
But the rest are gonna be very loyal.
You need to weed out the nervous ones.
Yeah, man. You do.
We don't want to have to do this again.
How do I do that?
Why don't you have someone you trust
put out the word that Chester
is gathering up anyone who wants to see a change in leadership.
His ghost?
Yeah.
Say he's meeting out of town.
Stockton.
The old Creme Club on Winchester.
4:00.
I can do that.
We're in this together now, brother.
You understand that, right?
I'm good with that.
I'll make the call to August.
Let him know about our renegade problem.
- My brother. - Appreciate it.
- No doubt. - We good.
All right, let's roll, baby.
Jackie.
That was the DPO. My parole officer needs to see me.
What for?
I don't know. Just left a message.
Be at the diner across from their office in an hour.
Bullshit check-in.
D.O.C. cracking down.
All right, go. Handle it.
Aye.
Aw, Jesus Christ.
A beautiful day in the neighborhood.
- How many? - Three one-niners.
My guys got a call about something black.
Saw the lock blown off the door.
They come in here hot. End up dropping all of 'em.
We'll dump 'em in Lincoln Village.
Give those shitheads something to do.
- We don't like paperwork. - Thanks, Paulie.
This cleanup's gonna require something extra in next week's envelope.
How the hell did the Niners find out where we store our shit?
Not my problem. You pay me to protect it. I did.
I think it's gonna get worse.
There's a one-nine coup going down right now in Oakland.
These guys had something to do with it.
Word is, Tyler had nothing to do with coming after your guns.
Shit. Rogue set looking to arm up.
Makes them a threat got to be dealt with.
Exactly, and I don't want it landing here.
Here?
This Niner splinter group is meeting here
in Stockton off the grid,
gathering up at the old Creme Club down on Winchester.
They'll be there today at 4:00.
How do you know that?
I know everything dirty that moves within a ten-mile radius of here.
You should take note of that.
Oye, collect your crew.
- We'll meet at the liquor store. - Hey.
This is a Mayan problem.
No, carnal, it's a brown problem.
And you may not want to believe this,ese,
but you're in this shit as deep as the rest of us.
So be there. Packed.
Vámonos.
Yo.
What are you doing here?
Sit down, please.
Sit down.
I had a friend make that call from the, uh, DPO to get you out here.
And why the hell would you do that?
Uh, sorry.
I took him at gunpoint.
He had no choice.
Jesus Christ.
You dumb bastard.
It's the only way I can get you to come alone.
I needed to talk to you.
We're way past talking.
You should've run when you had the chance, buddy.
This is all I have.
I got no place to run to.
What the hell do you want?
Did the club vote for Mayhem,
or is Jax doing this on his own?
That's none of your business.
I need to know if there's something I can do
to earn my way back.
I'll do anything, man.
Please.
If I were you,
I'd take that gun, put it in my mouth
and pull the trigger.
Keys.
You follow me out, I'll put a round in your tires.
I'm sorry, brother.
I never meant to hurt the club.
It's the only family I have.
I love you.
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
There's a dozen badges between you and the door.
Where is he going?
I have no idea.
He's lost, son.
I know.
That's why he has to go away.
He wanted to know if there was a way back into the MC.
Unbelievable.
So I told him to turn the gun on himself.
How'd he get to Unser?
Says he turned up at the trailer, middle of the night.
- Took him at gunpoint. - What does Unser know?
He knows we want him dead.
But he doesn't know why.
All right, we should alert the other charters. He might reach out.
Take an envelope to our friendly sheriff.
I'll convince her Juice is a dead end.
What do you think? Two K?
Yeah.
Get her off the Chinese trail.
Aye. Absolutely.
I got a name on the missing body from Jury.
I gave it to the bounty hunter that's with my ex.
Let's see what he turns up.
Good.
Some guys out back to see you.
What color?
Black and blacker.
Let's go.
Off your asses.
- I'll be right there. - Right on. Chibby...
Chibs...
You know...
Any time you feel the need to slow this down,
we would understand that, too.
I'm OK.
OK.
When I think about where this all started...
Sometimes I wonder
what would've happened if you didn't come back.
If Wendy hadn't been such a mess.
But then I look at them, and...
I realize...
it all happened the way it was supposed to happen.
Everything, really...
Hey.
- You talking to your birds? - Yeah.
Unser's here. He needs to talk to us.
- OK. - I got him.
Mm-hmm.
Hey. Um, thanks for...
- thanks for not saying anything. - Yeah.
I love him.
You don't even know him.
Yes, I do.
I... you must've loved Jax when you were together.
I still do.
I just know I can't be with him.
I stopped Chibs from going after him.
- It was a cop diner. - Oh, shit.
Did Juice tell him who's been hiding him?
No. I told the Scot he took me at gunpoint from my trailer.
- But the DA wants to put out an APB. - Oh, Jesus.
If Jax finds out he was in town, it's just a matter
of time before he realizes where he's been staying.
Is he back at the apartment?
Um, I guess so. Where else would he go?
Right, go get him. Physically put him in your car
- and drive him out of town. - Where?
Anywhere. Find a hotel in Sutter or San Jose.
Just get him out of Sanwa.
He's a raw nerve. I... I'll go with you.
- Now would be better than later. - All right.
It started because we couldn't hit back at the Mayans.
How many?
Hard to say. Chester has influence.
Six... maybe more.
- You need to kill that virus. - We'll handle it.
We're just giving you the heads-up.
These rogue guys could strike out at the Mayans.
Or the Chinese.
Shit goes down, you need to know it wasn't us.
I got a huge property deal that needs to close,
and my business partner's M.I.A.
Our investors are already getting skittish.
The last thing I need is a gang war
that brings the Feds sniffing around my relationships.
End this rogue problem.
Now.
I hate to tell you, Mr. Marks, but the war's already on.
And you're losing it.
Yo. This our dog?
Yeah. That's Chester's ride.
Let's do this.
Sheriff.
It's Ally. I'm off duty.
OK.
- Chip, was it? - Chibs.
It's Scottish slang for "street blade."
My God, how old were you?
I was an... angry 19-year-old.
An angry 21.
Wow. On the job?
Easter dinner. My ex.
One of them.
Wow.
- That for me? - Sure is.
I was expecting intel on Ortiz.
You finding Juice is not gonna help your investigation.
And this APB?
Well, that's just complicating everything.
For everyone.
Well, that's a call that comes down from above,
but I'll do what I can.
At the very least, I'll buy you a few days.
Right, OK.
Not sure where you're getting your intel,
but we're all good with the Chinese.
That a complication as well?
I'm just... trying to help you do your job.
Yeah, I can see that.
That's a flexible rate.
Based upon your services.
Understood.
We'd also appreciate a heads-up
on anything coming down from above.
And I'd appreciate a heads-up of anything ugly coming up from below.
Fair enough.
Good.
Ride safe.
Thanks.
It's just till you figure out where you want to go.
Yeah.
You gotta stay put.
That APB goes out, every cop will have your picture.
I'll check you in under my name.
We'll check on you tomorrow, OK?
Let's go.
Hey. She home?
Uh, not yet. I'm just doing laundry,
but have a seat. Gemma made cake.
Thanks.
Hey, babe.
- Appreciate you helping out. - Oh, of course.
You know, any excuse to bake.
Rough day?
Yeah.
This will help.
- Stay! - Hey!
What are you doing? This place belong to Henry Lin.
- Know who he is? - August Marks doesn't give a shit!
Oh, shit!
Home run, baby!
Don't you look at me!
Yes, yes, yes!
All right, fellas, let's roll!
- Let's get out of here! - Let's go, let's go.
I might be back for you.
How'd you boys do?
Oh, yeah!
- I'm three for three. - Bastards one, Chinks zero.
Yeah, but those were some skinny-ass hoes, man.
What's up with that shit?
Hey, next stop is Chow Foo Spa and Rubs.
Hey. Look, um...
I'm sorry about today.
I had no right getting in your business.
How'd you find out where I lived?
I asked Sandy.
I wanted to come by.
Peace offering.
Say I'm sorry.
Uh, pineapple upside-down cake.
You might want to put it in the fridge...
Get me a drink.
OK.
Come on in.
So, uh, what can I get you?
No, don't...
Oh, please don't...
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