Previously on Sons
of Anarchy...
JAX: I need you to get me in
a room with Juice.
You can pull the video, watch
the whole thing.
Do you want the truth or not?
UNSER: I'll call Jarry.
But you burn me on this,
Jackson, and there's no more
loyalty.
For your club and for your
family.
JAX: Understood.
Yesterday, my five-year-old
son asked me if Gemma had killed
Tara to make room for Wendy.
JUICE: Jesus.
JAX: My son is twisted up.
Before I send in a team of
shrinks to twist him up more, I
need the truth.
JUICE: Tara was dead, your
mom was on the floor covered in
blood.
Oh, God, Jax, I'm...
JAX: Don't say you're sorry.
Thank you for telling me the
truth.
I'll make sure it's quick.
GEMMA: I love you, Nero.
NERO: Sound like you're
saying good-bye there, Gemma.
What's going on?
(phone rings)
Yeah.
JAX: I went to see Juice this
morning.
(Nero cries)
NERO: Gemma... is it true?
GEMMA: Yes.
NERO: You should go.
JAX: I need you to call my
mom, have her meet you here.
UNSER: Maybe you forgot our
little deal.
There's no videotape.
I'm done helping you and the
club.
JAX: This is about Tara.
UNSER: If you gave a shit
about Tara, maybe you'd spend a
little less time being a thug
and a little more time being a
dad.
(groaning)
Put out an APB on Teller for
assault.
JAX: The Chinese didn't kill
Tara.
Gemma did.
I'm gonna sit down with Packer
and the other presidents, come
clean about Jury.
And then we sit down with Tyler,
the Irish and the Mayans,
we discuss guns and territories.
I can't do anything to change
what's happened, but I'm gonna
make damn sure I do everything I
can to make it right.
(sighs)
(motorcycle engines approaching)
(door opens)
CHIBS: Thanks, brother.
Where is he?
Hey, brother.
Here you go.
JAX: Thank you.
(Jax groans)
CHIBS: Hey, what happened?
JAX: I don't know.
CHIBS: You okay?
JAX: Yeah, I'll be fine.
ALVAREZ: You sleep okay?
JAX: Fine.
ALVAREZ: The guys filled me
in about what happened to Tara.
Very sorry, Jax.
That's some awful shit, man.
Familia.
Can only imagine the pain in
your heart.
JAX: I appreciate that.
ALVAREZ: I know you want to
handle your personal business
the way you know how, but what
happened on the street... it
changed everybody.
Right or wrong, there ain't no
taking it back, huh?
JAX: I know.
We just need to clean it up.
CHIBS: Yup, we got it,
Jackie.
TIG: All right, so, uh, Tyler
and Nero... they're on their way.
It's all set with Connor.
Meeting's gonna take place at
O'Grady's.
JAX: Okay.
HAPPY: The forum wants to
meet with you, brother.
Presidents are heading up.
JAX: What time?
CHIBS: Packer said he'll
call when they're close.
I'm guessing after the Irish
meet.
TIG: Yeah.
JAX: Okay.
Anything from Coletti?
RAT BOY: No. He ran credit
card hits, airlines, buses.
Wherever Gemma is, she's staying
off the grid.
JAX: Okay.
Thanks.
♪ ♪
WENDY: Hey, you hear from
Gemma?
BROOKE: No.
I-I figured she'd be here.
(baby coos)
Um, is it... is it weird...
being here?
Whole Tara thing?
WENDY: Yeah.
Uh, it's not just 'cause of
that.
I OD'd right there.
Almost killed my son.
BROOKE: Oh.
Jesus, I-I... I didn't know.
I mean, I kind of knew what
happened, but...
WENDY: Oh, it's okay.
Let's just say I'm, uh, living
with more than one ghost.
BROOKE: Sorry.
It's got to be hard.
WENDY: I don't know.
As crazy as shit is, I-I guess I
feel more at home here now than
I did back then.
ABEL: Wendy, where's Grandma?
WENDY: Well, she probably had
to go to the garage early,
buddy.
Come on, grab your lunch.
Don't want to be late.
You got the baby?
BROOKE: Yeah.
WENDY: Okay.
BROOKE: Have a good day,
handsome.
Hey.
(engines idling)
(door opening, closing)
MILO: Sorry to wake you.
This is a rig zone...
for trucks.
GEMMA: Oh.
I'm sorry.
It was empty when I pulled in.
MILO: Thanks.
(engine starting)
(truck engine revving)
(whooshing and idling of trucks)
(car engine stops)
♪ Riding through this world
All alone
♪ God takes your soul
You're on your own
♪ The crow flies straight
A perfect line
♪ On the devil's bed
Until you die
♪ Gotta look this life
In the eye. ♪
JAX: It makes sense for the
Niners to push Lin's territory
into Ghosttown.
Say everything south of
Brockhurst.
OSO: That ain't an even
split.
CHIBS: Hey, Mayan manpower is
gonna be tied up moving guns.
And you're gonna have to cut
back on your "H" trade.
You knew that?
TYLER: We got subsets in all
those neighborhoods.
We'll move in quick.
ALVAREZ: I can live with
that.
Just as long as Niners know they
got to pay the same price like
everybody else.
TYLER: As long as you give us
priority, sell to us first.
ALVAREZ: Fair enough.
NERO: What about Stockton?
With me stepping down, Triple
Twos... they're gonna be pushing
on Byz-lat blocks.
FIASCO: Yeah, they already
are, homes.
We're down to a dozen guys.
No way to recruit.
Streets are waiting to see if
we stay alive.
OSO: Which we can help you
with the Twos.
Dante's a punk.
Got no problem stepping on him
till you guys crew up.
FIASCO: Feel me, that'd be a
big help.
NERO: Yeah, big help.
What are you gonna want for that
big help?
OSO: Don't think it's just my
charitable heart?
Push our dope, grow the business
east.
NERO: But we ain't about
that.
We ain't never been about that.
FIASCO: Yeah.
We can do that.
You're gone, vato.
We got to survive, qué no?
JAX: Let's sit down with the
Mayans, talk, see if we can come
up with a plan that works for
everyone.
OSO: And what about Barosky?
JAX: I got him.
Keep him in the dark.
TYLER: The Chinese power base
is gone, but they still have a
lot of players on the street.
They already been reaching out
down south.
We got to shut that down before
we're slamming into Triads.
JAX: Understood.
We'll figure it out as soon as
we nail down guns.
Are we good with all this?
I need everyone's word.
All right.
Let's go drink some piss-warm
beer.
CHIBS: Sorry, brother.
Gonna have to put you in the
van.
APB.
They're gonna be looking for
your glide.
JAX: Yeah.
Rat?
Take my bike to Red Woody.
Take Quinn and Montez.
Wait for Packer.
RAT BOY: Okay, brother.
JAX: Thank you.
NERO: Can I get a minute?
JAX: Yeah.
CHIBS: See you outside.
JAX: I'll see you out there.
(Nero sighs)
You okay with this Byz-lat move?
(door closes)
NERO: Drugs are a mistake.
My crew... they ain't even
equipped to run that hard.
But this this has got to be
Fiasco's mistake, not mine.
You, uh... heard anything from
Gemma?
JAX: No.
You?
NERO: Nothing.
Yeah.
So, I'm gonna head down to Norco
tomorrow.
Got to start trying to hook up
the house for Lucius.
Gonna get some ramps built and,
you know, talk to some
caretakers, meet them.
So, I'm gonna be gone for a
couple of days.
JAX: Okay.
NERO: This was good here
today.
You helping to settle between
black and brown.
JAX: It's getting there.
Hey, Nero?
Why don't you take Wendy and the
boys with you tomorrow?
NERO: What, to the farm?
JAX: Yeah.
NERO: I always thought Gemma
would take 'em...
The boys... they're gonna love
the farm.
My uncle's got horses and cows
and goddamn goats and all kinds
of animals I don't even know
nothing about.
JAX: Abel will love that.
NERO: They can come down
whenever they want.
There's plenty of room there.
JAX: Yeah, I hope they do.
NERO: All right?
So, I'll-I'll talk to Wendy and
try to figure it out.
JAX: Okay.
I appreciate you looking out for
my boys, Nero.
Means a lot to me.
NERO: Su hermano, Jackson.
¿Qué no?
JAX: Yeah...
my brother.
NERO: Yeah, yeah.
(distant chatter)
JUICE: Hey, when are you guys
cutting me loose?
I've been here all night.
GUARD: Shut up, or I'll strap
you down.
JUICE: Was I talking to your
fat ass, Oprah?
GUARD: Guess you want a
permanent bed here, don't you,
little brownie?
GUARD 2: We'll handle it.
Clear 'em out.
GUARD: Let's go.
JUICE: What the hell is this?
Where they going?
(door closes)
Don't you need some help?
Some other little bitch to hold
my arms while you beat the shit
out of me?
(door opens)
Oh, shit.
RYU: You know who I am?
JUICE: Jackie Chan?
(Ryu grunts, Juice coughs)
(Juice laughs)
RYU: You killed my boss.
JUICE: That was Jackie Chan.
(Juice laughs)
RYU: Henry Lin.
(Juice groans softly)
We know it was Tully who helped
you take out Lin.
JUICE: I don't know anything
about that.
> RYU: Hmm.
What I can't understand is why,
after you killed for your MC,
they would green-light your ass,
too.
Yeah.
AB got the go-ahead.
JUICE: Guess it's a karma
thing.
And SAMCRO plays you again, gets
you to do it for free.
RYU: Hmm.
Not quite.
Jackie Chan's got another plan.
But first... my brothers here...
they've been in here for a
little while.
They need to relieve a little
stress.
(groaning)
(Juice panting)
JUICE: Have at it.
(man spits)
(man grunts loudly)
JAX: Obviously, things have
changed with Marks.
He's gonna make bail tomorrow,
but he's gonna be too hot to run
your weapons.
CONNOR: Yeah, he's not the
only one.
After your war on the Chinese,
there's enough heat in Oakland
to melt an ATF badge.
JAX: We have a solution for
that.
Mayans will distribute.
They own the port in Stockton.
You can base there.
Alvarez'll be your new dealer.
CONNOR: Do you have any
respect for me, Jax?
JAX: Of course.
CONNOR: Then why do you treat
me like a fool?
I know your beef with Lin pissed
off Marks.
He killed Bobby, and you took
out his hit squad.
I also know the anonymous call
that got him arrested most
likely came out of Charming.
CHIBS: That was club
business.
It had to be handled.
You've been there, Con.
CONNOR: I have,
but my organization bent over
backwards to get you that volume
of guns for the big expansion.
And the man that set it up is
the same man who burned it
down.
Now, how do I tell that to the
Kings?!
JAX: We deal guns to
organized crime.
The business model changes
with the street.
CONNOR: Well, I'm tired of
this change, Jackson.
I'm tired of it.
I don't want anything to do
with this.
Roarke's in town.
We'll bring it to him.
CHIBS: And what's he doing
here?
HUGH: Wining and dining the
Port Authority.
CONNOR: But I can tell you
this right now.
The Kings won't like this.
And I'm afraid your Mexican
solution...
Well, that ain't gonna land on
its feet.
(Connor claps)
Let's go.
(phone buzzing)
(door opening)
ALVAREZ: This is bad news,
Jax.
OSO: If we don't get the
guns, means we're gonna want
most of Lin's turf.
ALVAREZ: And that won't make
Tyler very happy.
JAX: No, it won't.
Let's hear what the Kings have
to say.
We figure it out from there,
okay?
ALVAREZ: Aint' nothing to
figure out, ése.
If it's "no," you got to step
back.
Oakland is not your problem.
We'll settle it with the
Niners.
You let me know.
TIG: That was TM.
Chucky did it.
JAX: Good.
CHIBS: If the Irish shoot
this down, two whole charters,
gonna wipe out Tyler.
JAX: Yeah, I'm aware.
(traffic whooshing by)
(metallic clinking)
(Milo laughs)
MILO: Just like my ex-wife,
digging for every nickel before
I can even get there.
(item clinks in machine)
You mind?
GEMMA: No.
(Milo sighs)
MILO: Get any sleep?
GEMMA: Little.
MILO: Milo.
GEMMA: Rose.
Milo... like the dog.
MILO: Actually, Milo was the
cat.
Otis was the dog.
GEMMA: Guess you must have
kids.
MILO: Yup, four, last time I
counted.
You?
GEMMA: No.
Just me.
MILO: Ah.
Solo kind of gal.
GEMMA: Yeah, something like
that.
Where you headed?
MILO: Haul produce.
Uh, Pendleton to Alameda County.
I'm heading up north now to pick
up some tomatoes.
GEMMA: You take 97?
MILO: Sometimes, depending
on the traffic.
GEMMA: Think you can give me
a lift?
MILO: What about your car?
GEMMA: I just borrowed that.
Needed to take a nap.
(sighs)
MILO: Look, I'm not looking
for a roadside hummer,
sweetheart.
GEMMA: Yeah, well, that's
good, 'cause I ain't offering
one.
How'd we get from kids to
cocksucking that quickly?
MILO (laughing): May...
Maybe I've just been on the road
too long.
GEMMA: Yeah, me, too.
Me, too, Milo.
MILO: So, uh, what's up
north?
GEMMA: My dad.
Just south of Klamath Falls.
MILO: Oh, so, you're not
alone?
GEMMA: Advanced Alzheimer's.
Might as well be talking to
the coat rack.
MILO: Sorry.
GEMMA: It's okay.
I'll know I was there.
MILO: Not that I've been
staring at your rack, but, uh,
open heart?
GEMMA: Oh.
Yeah.
MILO: I had a valve replaced
myself.
GEMMA: Hmm.
Now, you see, Milo, two broken
hearts on the road to tomatoes.
(Milo laughs)
That country song writes itself.
(Milo chuckles)
MILO: Well, as long as that
country song isn't about a crazy
cougar hijacking a truck at
gunpoint, I'll give you that
ride.
GEMMA: I'm a good Christian
girl.
Just need to go home, see my
daddy.
MILO: Yeah.
Okay, Saint Rose.
Let's go.
You got any bags?
GEMMA: Not anymore.
(Unser sighs)
UNSER: What's this?
Chucky told me there was a
pickup.
Old Volvo.
Oh, shit.
Really?
Need four guys to take me out?
JAX: Relax.
I just need to talk to you.
You baited me into that punch,
trying to get me off the street.
UNSER: Well, guess you could
tell that to the judge.
JAX: I know you feel
betrayed.
(Unser chuckles)
UNSER: This ain't about
betrayal, son.
I promised Tara I'd protect her.
Help get your boys away from all
this... all this shit that
eventually killed her.
I have to find out who did it.
Ain't about the law, or some
kind of win.
I got to do it for her.
JAX: I get it.
UNSER: Uh... well, then, why
are you and your club feeding me
nothing but smoke and lies all
the time?
Where's Gemma now?
Why is she on the lam, huh?
I'm-I'm.... I'm lost here, son.
I'm lost.
JAX: I'll tell you the truth,
but you have to drop these
charges.
I have a lot to do over the next
couple days, and I can't do it
with an APB on my back.
UNSER: What truth?
JAX: Tara.
UNSER: I'm listening.
JAX: It was Gemma.
My mother killed my wife.
I don't know why.
I guess she got wind that Tara
made some kind of deal.
Eli and Juice were waiting
outside.
They heard commotion.
By the time they got in the
kitchen, Tara was dead.
Gemma's covered in blood.
Before Eli could call it in,
Juice shot him.
UNSER: Holy Christ.
Oh.
JAX: Came up with the Chinese
lie together.
UNSER: Where's Gemma now?
JAX: I don't know.
I've been looking for her.
That's the truth.
That's all I know.
(Unser sighs)
UNSER: Yeah, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna have to report this,
son.
JAX: You know, my
retaliation turned Oakland and
Stockton upside down.
Now, I went toe-to-toe with Lin.
And then Marks.
We lost Bobby, West, Colette,
Diosa.
I'm just about to clean that
mess up.
With yellow gone, black, white,
brown... we're splitting turf,
settling all beefs.
Means an end to bloodshed.
Both in the city and in
Charming.
(phone rings)
I understand your need for
closure.
You know how much I appreciate
how good you were to Tara.
But the truth about her death
hits the street...
everyone finds out that those
bodies died on a lie...
that wound gets ripped open.
I don't know where it ends.
UNSER: What happens to Gemma?
JAX: If she shows up, I'll
deal with her.
UNSER: Deal with her how?
CHIBS: Sorry, Jackie.
That was Packer.
He's outside Stockton.
JAX: I told you the truth.
What about that APB?
UNSER: I'll call Jarry.
JAX: Let's go.
(engines starting)
(cries)
UNSER: Oh.
(sighs)
BROOKE: It's okay.
WENDY: Jax suggested that you
take us?
NERO: Yeah.
I just told him I was headed to
the farm, get the house ready.
WENDY: Wow.
Didn't see that coming.
NERO: (chuckles)
I guess all the wreckage is
catching up with him.
He's worried about his sons.
WENDY: Well, we all are.
Have you spoken to Gemma?
She didn't come by this morning.
NERO: No, haven't seen her.
WENDY: I was just wondering
if Jax talked to her about
Juice yet.
He knows that she helped him
hide from the club.
He seemed pretty tweaked when he
left here yesterday.
NERO: I don't think Jax cares
that much about the Juice thing.
Got plenty other shit on his
plate.
BROOKE: Hey, um, do you want
me to pick up Abel today?
WENDY: No, I got him,
sweetheart, thanks.
BROOKE: Okay.
WENDY: Well, as much as
I don't want to pull Abel out
of school, I think it would be
good for him to get out of here
for a few days.
And the animal thing sounds
great.
NERO: My Uncle Benny and his
girl will be there, so plenty
eyes on the kids.
WENDY: All right.
Let's do this.
Road trip, homie.
Come on.
NERO: Great.
Say, uh, you mind if I check the
garage?
I got to borrow some tools.
WENDY: No, sure.
Didn't really peg you as a
handyman type.
NERO: Yeah, well, I'm all
into manual labor, baby.
WENDY: Well, I'll keep that
in mind next time I see you
waiting in front of the Home
Depot.
NERO: Don't piss me off, now,
junkie girl.
You'll be riding in the back of
the trunk.
WENDY: Yeah, wouldn't be the
first time.
RAT BOY: They're at the
table, brother.
JAX: All right.
Let's get this done.
Sorry for keeping you waiting.
PACKER: It's okay... Quinn
showed us some Red Woody rough
cuts.
Business is good.
HENCH: Beats cranking a
wrench, huh?
JAX: It has its moments.
I know you've talked.
And you have your
recommendation.
Before you deliver it, I'd like
to say something.
PACKER: Of course.
JAX: I was wrong.
We found out from Lin, it wasn't
Jury who told the Chinese about
the guns.
It was Barosky.
MONROE: How'd he know where
the guns were?
JAX: He runs the port.
And Barosky had so much to lose
by betraying us, it didn't make
sense.
I guess he saw the writing on
the wall with the Mayans.
Looking to cash out before he
gets pushed out.
GAINES: Then how could Jury
have confessed to you...
if he didn't do it?
JAX: Because I lied.
PACKER: Shit.
(Monroe sighs)
JAX: I've been so bent around
this idea of revenge.
Jury was just one more thing
that got in my way.
MONROE: Your guys are still
claiming self-defense.
JAX: Yeah, he reached for his
gun.
And maybe he was gonna kill me,
maybe not... I never gave him a
chance to decide.
I loved Jury.
And I killed him.
MONROE: You know this means a
Mayhem vote.
PACKER: Jesus, Jax.
I know the pain you're in
because of Tara, and we all
understand your need for
vengeance.
Maybe that fueled this mistake.
But what you're saying here is
out-and-out murder, brother.
JAX: Yeah.
GAINES: Mayhem has to land.
JAX: I know.
HENCH: Does your charter?
We know how much they love you.
Your lineage to JT.
PACKER: SAMCRO needs to know
if this vote goes the wrong way,
president killing a president...
it sends a dangerous message.
JAX: I'll make sure they vote
the right way.
Protect the organization.
But I'm gonna need something in
return.
There's an unwritten bylaw been
around since my old man held
this gavel.
I want SAMCRO to throw it out.
MONTEZ: What's the best-case
scenario?
TIG: Best case?
They come around to
self-defense.
We compensate Indian Hills.
RAT BOY: And worst-case?
CHIBS: Stop asking questions.
PACKER: Yeah.
You make sure that vote's
unanimous...
we'll honor your request.
JAX: Thank you.
It's been a privilege to wear
this president's flash.
I'm sorry I couldn't live up to
it.
(door opens)
CHIBS: How'd it go?
JAX: It's all gonna work out.
HAPPY: Where'd they land on
Jury?
JAX: I'm gonna fill everyone
in later, okay?
Trust me.
It's gonna be fine.
TIG: Jax.
That was Hugh, Connor's guy.
Roarke... he wants to meet.
Import shop.
CHIBS: Shit.
JAX: Okay, tell him we're on
our way, okay?
CHIBS: Hold on a minute.
Jackie.
What happened in there, Jackie?
JAX: Stop worrying.
I know what I'm doing.
It's gonna be all good, brother.
I promise.
CHIBS: (sighs)
Aye.
You want me to handle Roarke?
I'm sure it's just gonna be a
bunch of mad micks screaming in
Gaelic.
JAX: Nah, it's my heat.
Let's bring Tig and Hap, though,
just in case.
CHIBS: Want to take the van?
JAX: No.
I'm riding.
CHIBS: Tig, Hap.
(honking)
GEMMA: Hey.
WOMAN: Hi.
GEMMA: Uh, I'm here to see
Nate Madoc.
WOMAN: Oh, Mr. Madoc is still
out with the church group.
GEMMA: What church group?
WOMAN: Well, we do local
trips to the parish.
Nate seems to really enjoy it.
Your name?
GEMMA: Gemma Teller.
WOMAN: Mm, I don't see your
name here for visitation.
GEMMA: I'm his daughter.
I checked him into this place.
WOMAN: Okay, um...
Let me see.
Madoc.
I have a Dr. Tara Knowles as his
key conservator.
I'm sorry, I'm-I'm gonna have to
check with her.
GEMMA: Yeah, well...
might be difficult.
She passed away a few months
ago.
WOMAN: Oh.
Uh...
I don't have any change.
GEMMA: Hey, look, uh...
Could you just look up in his
personal records?
You'll see that I'm his only
living relative.
WOMAN: All right, um, why
don't you have a seat in the
lounge.
I'll see what I can do.
GEMMA: Thank you.
(breathes deeply)
(bell clinking)
(indistinct talking)
DECLAN: Mr. Roarke will be
with you in a minute.
JAX: If we're waiting for
that, we'll find another shop.
DECLAN: He'll explain
everything.
TIG: We should get out of
here, brother.
HAPPY: Agreed.
ROARKE: Gentlemen.
Thank you for coming.
CHIBS: What the hell is going
on here, Roarke?
ROARKE: You're not in any
danger.
JAX: What happened to them?
ROARKE: Connor came by to
discuss your request.
We had another discussion after
that, went a little off plan.
CHIBS: What discussion?
ROARKE: We are forced to use
methods of criminality to
insure our ongoing fight for
independence.
Nature of rebellion.
Means to an end.
Sometimes men are tempted by
money and power.
And they forget what end they're
serving.
Casper Dougherty, Jimmy O, and
now Connor Malone.
DECLAN: Connor was using your
war in Oakland to drum up some
new customers.
Reaching out to the people Marks
promised guns to.
Selling them directly.
Pocketing the profits.
JAX: How'd he get the guns?
ROARKE: Rogue members who
split off in Armagh.
They have access to our Dungloe
contacts.
He's using them to get the
Glocks and AKs.
TIG: So Connor took down
your men.
ROARKE: Yeah.
And fled.
Left his man behind.
JAX: So what do want from us?
ROARKE: My organization
cannot find out what Connor was
doing.
Gives people ideas.
CHIBS: If he's not marked as
a traitor, you can't take him
out.
ROARKE: That's what I need
you for.
Find Connor.
Send him home.
In a box.
JAX: Jesus Christ.
ROARKE: And when you do, I'll
take the proposal about your
Mexican brethren to the fence,
and make sure the other Kings at
least give it a trial run.
JAX: I don't have a choice
here, do I?
ROARKE: I'm afraid not,
Jackson.
Declan will stay in town, make
sure everything goes as planned.
Keep him apprised.
CHIBS: (short chuckle)
What about Connor's guy?
JAX: Let's keep him alive.
We might need him.
All right.
Come on.
TIG: You know, Connor... he
could be anywhere by now.
CHIBS: Yeah, but he ain't
gonna be using commercial
transport.
JAX: That's right, and he's
gonna need cash to go
underground.
Give Tyler a call.
HAPPY: You want the Niners to
start looking for him?
JAX: No.
Connor doesn't know that Tyler's
with us.
We get him to call, tell Connor
that Marks needs a shipment of
guns when he gets out and that
black will give him half the
money down.
CHIBS: Connor shows up for a
duffle full of cash.
JAX: Yeah, he will.
HAPPY: I'll set it up.
(phone buzzes)
JAX: Hey.
WENDY: Sorry to bother you.
Um, I just got a call from your
grandfather's nursing home.
I guess Gemma's visiting her
dad.
JAX: Really.
I didn't know that.
WENDY: Yeah, well I didn't,
either.
It's very Gemma.
But she's not answering her
cell, so I have no idea when
she's gonna be back.
JAX: I'll try giving her a
call.
WENDY: Just wanted to make
sure that it was still cool for
me to go with Nero tomorrow.
You know, I didn't know if you
needed help at TM?
JAX: I appreciate it, but I
think Chucky can handle it.
You should go.
WENDY: Okay.
It-It's a really good idea, Jax.
Thank you.
JAX: See you later.
WENDY: Okay.
Got everything you need?
NERO: More or less.
WENDY: Um, found out where
Gemma is.
She's visiting her dad in-in
Oregon.
NERO: That was her on the
phone?
WENDY: No, that was Jax.
I was just making sure it was
still cool to go to Norco.
NERO: You let Jax know where
she is?
WENDY: Yeah, he didn't know,
either.
NERO: Right.
Uh, I'm gonna go over to TM.
I gotta... pick up some other
things that, uh, I might need.
WENDY: More tools?
NERO: Yeah.
Lots to fix.
(door closes)
NERO: I need a favor.
UNSER: What's going on?
NERO: I got to tell you
something about Tara's murder.
It wasn't Chinese.
UNSER: I know.
Jax told me about Gemma.
NERO: He did?
UNSER: Yeah.
NERO: Shit.
Does the sheriff know?
UNSER: I haven't said
anything yet.
NERO: Gemma's gone to Oregon.
At her dad's.
Jax knows where she's at.
UNSER: Oh, shit.
NERO: If I get in between Jax
and Gemma...
it'll end up bad.
For everyone.
You got to head up there, Wayne.
Arrest her or bring her in.
It's the only thing that's gonna
keep her alive.
What?
Wha... Please.
UNSER: All right, all right,
all right, okay.
I-I'll go.
NERO: Thank you.
UNSER: You still love her,
don't you?
NERO: This isn't about saving
Gemma.
It's about saving Jax.
(engine starts)
CHUCKY: What's going on with
Gemma... where is she?
UNSER: She's... up north.
I'm going to get her.
CHUCKY: Let me come with you.
UNSER: No, no, no.
It's best if you stay here,
Chucky, okay?
She'll be all pissed off if she
knows we left the place
unsupervised.
Oh, uh, and, uh, find me her
dad's address.
Text it to me, okay?
CHUCKY: Tell her I love her.
Okay?
UNSER: Yeah.
TYLER: So I set this meeting
with Connor, you grab him, lock
down the guns for the Mayans.
I guess I'm missing the part of
the plan where you tell me
what's in it for me.
JAX: Setting up the guns for
Alvarez helps everyone.
TYLER: Come on, man.
I've been nothing but a player
for you guys.
I've done everything that you've
asked.
You know what happens when you
unplug?
We get swallowed up, bro.
The Mayans... they got us
outmanned and outgunned.
CHIBS: That's not gonna
happen, Tyler.
TYLER: But if it does, you
won't be able to do shit about
it.
JAX: What do you want?
TYLER: The same thing I
wanted earlier.
We got to take control on those
Chinese streets.
Before the Triads move in or
before Alvarez changes his mind.
And we got to do it in one move
or else them slants gonna go
underground and they're gonna
regroup.
I'm gonna need help pulling off
that assault.
JAX: All right.
I already told you we'd help
clear 'em out.
But it's gonna have to happen
tonight.
I need that meeting with Connor
tomorrow.
TYLER: Yeah.
I can do that.
JAX: All right.
It's gonna be all good, brother.
TYLER: All right.
CHIBS: See you later.
JAX: I need you to handle
this with the Niners.
I have to head up north.
CHIBS: Happy's riding with
you.
JAX: You're gonna need
everyone.
It's my family, it's my problem.
CHIBS: All right.
(engines start)
WOMAN: Mrs. Teller.
Hi.
GEMMA: Hi.
WOMAN: Your father's back.
He's in his room.
Here you go.
GEMMA: Oh, thank you.
WOMAN: Sure.
So, we need to establish a new
conservator.
Would that be you?
GEMMA: No.
Wendy Case.
My grandson's mother.
WOMAN: Okay.
Well, we can get that
information before you leave.
Nate is in room 11.
To the left of reception.
GEMMA: Okay, thanks.
WOMAN: Sure.
GEMMA: Hi, Daddy.
NATE: Hello?
GEMMA: It's Gemma.
Your daughter.
NATE: A-Are you with the
church?
GEMMA: No, I...
I'm not.
You remember any of your family,
Nate?
NATE: Well, I...
I don't-I don't see Rose
anymore.
Are y... are you with the church?
GEMMA: Look, I, uh...
I, uh, I just-I just want to
tell you something.
I, um...
I just want to say...
I'm sorry.
For all the trouble I caused
you.
I know I...
I know I hurt you and Mommy a
lot.
Disappointed you.
I embarrassed you.
NATE: Well...
I'm not, I'm not hurt.
They always send a doctor... it's
such a waste, it's...
GEMMA: I've done so many bad
things in my life.
Caused so much pain.
I didn't want that.
But after a while, it was...
it was just what I did.
Then who I was.
I loved my family.
My boys.
But I know that wasn't enough.
NATE: I-I had a boy.
He died, I think.
GEMMA: Yes.
Yes, you did.
NATE: I...
GEMMA: You were a good
father.
A good husband.
I love you, Daddy.
NATE: Why are you so sad?
GEMMA: No, I'm...
I'm not. I...
(sighs)
Just nostalgic.
I think.
NATE: God forgives everyone,
sweetheart.
GEMMA: Yeah.
I hope so.
(sighs)
NATE: That's right.
Uh, I-I...
I don't remember your name.
GEMMA: Gemma.
NATE: Gemma?
Oh, she was a sweet girl.
She would play in the garden for
hours.
(chuckles)
She was the one who loved the
flowers.
(muttering softly)
GEMMA: Yes.
She was.
NATE: Yeah.
GEMMA: Bye, Daddy.
(indistinct chatter)
JUICE: I need to talk to you.
Alone.
TULLY: What happened here?
JUICE: Asian tune-up.
Weren't real happy about Lin.
TULLY: Must not have been too
upset.
You're breathing.
JUICE: That's 'cause they
need me.
To kill you.
TULLY: Makes sense.
You do realize you lost the
element of surprise.
JUICE: I know Jax has tasked
you with killing me.
And if the Chinese do it, it
could impact your relationship
with the MC.
(clacking)
(metal scraping softly)
Just let me finish my pie.
(rumbling)
(birds chirping)
(indistinct chatter)
MAN: Hey, shithead.
(grunts)
(indistinct shouting)
(alarm wailing)
TULLY (whispers): You went
out good, sweetheart.
(grunts)
(gasps)
(alarm continues wailing)
(radio playing soft music)
(vehicle approaching)
(engine shuts off)
(vehicle door shuts)
(chuckles softly)
UNSER: I didn't see the car.
Wasn't sure if you were here or
not.
GEMMA: I'm here.
(grunts)
UNSER: What are you doing,
Gem?
GEMMA: You're a smart man,
Wayne.
I'm sure you know the answer to
that.
UNSER: Mmm.
I need you to come with me.
Uh... back to Sanwa.
GEMMA: (sniffles) I can't do
that.
UNSER: I know about Tara.
GEMMA: I assumed you did.
UNSER: Should I ask why?
GEMMA: It doesn't matter
anymore.
UNSER: No.
It doesn't.
I have to arrest you, Gemma.
GEMMA: Fifth grade.
I wrote an essay on the
importance of the Second
Amendment.
Got a B+.
I knew even then where I was
headed.
UNSER: Jax is on his way.
He finds you here, I don't know
what happens.
GEMMA: I do.
UNSER: Don't make me call the
local cops.
Please.
Let's do this quietly.
GEMMA: Not really my style,
sweetheart.
You do what you need to do.
(door opens)
UNSER: I'm arresting her,
son.
Taking her back to Charming.
JAX: I need to be alone with
my mother.
UNSER: I can't do that.
I can't let that happen.
I-I already called it in to the
Oregon State Police.
GEMMA: No, he didn't.
JAX: Get out of here, Unser.
UNSER: No.
Get up.
Come on. Get up.
Let's go. You're going with me.
UNSER: What happens now, son?
JAX: This is between me and
my mom.
UNSER: Haven't we had enough
of this?
Look where we are, Jax.
What we've all become.
This has to end. Here.
JAX: I know.
I know.
Go home, Wayne.
UNSER: I can't do that.
This is all I got left.
(gunshot)
(shuddering inhale)
(exhales)
GEMMA: Your grandfather
in World War II.
You look like him.
The eyes, mostly.
Who else knows?
JAX: The club.
That's it.
GEMMA: You talk to Nero?
JAX: Yeah.
GEMMA: He had no idea.
JAX: I know.
GEMMA: He's a good man, Jax.
Stay close to him.
JAX: Do you still have a copy
of JT's manuscript?
GEMMA: Yes.
It's in the storage locker.
With you and your brother's
birth certificates.
Death papers.
JAX: Okay.
GEMMA: I loved Tara very
much.
JAX: Don't.
GEMMA: This is not an excuse.
I'm not defending myself.
I barely remember what happened
that night.
JAX: But it happened.
GEMMA: Yes.
It did.
And all the other things because
of the lie.
I never saw any of that coming.
I know there's no apology that
can touch what you're feeling,
Jackson.
(exhales)
(sighs)
I'd like to go out to the
garden, if that's okay.
(insects trilling)
(shuddering inhale)
(sniffles)
(shuddering exhale)
GEMMA: I love you, Jackson.
From the deepest...
purest part of my heart.
You have to do this.
It's who we are, sweetheart.
(Jax sniffles)
It's okay.
My baby boy.
It's time.
I'm ready.
(gunshot)
(insects trilling)
♪ ♪
(crying)
♪ ♪
WENDY: You okay?
JAX: No.
♪ ♪
(Wendy moans)
♪ ♪
(panting)
♪ ♪