Previously on Sons of Anarchy:
That boy that killed those kids in the school yesterday, he belonged to my cousin's old lady.
He used a KG-9.
Ours? Yeah.
Jax. It was just supposed to be some fetish stuff.
It was torture porn. Who were they?
Persians. Ghanezi brothers.
You still owe us Trager. My club has been cut in half.
I lose another body and my charter folds. That ain't my problem.
We haven't heard anything about Clay. You won't.
Till he's out of protective custody.
Someone wants him alive.
I need another angle into the MC. Sign this agreement to cooperate...
...and I promise you a legal team to fight this murder.
I wanna see my wife and I wanna see my son.
You think I feel bad for what I did?
I just want you to know you did the right thing.
Clay is telling me how he forgives me. It's crazy. You gotta find out what's going on.
The motion for Wendy to be the guardian for the boys, we should move on that.
You will want that if something were to happen to you.
You okay? Sorry, it's a family thing.
You know, I listen almost as good as I suck dick.
How's Bobby? I got a feeling he's gonna...
...patch out of Redwood. - Nomads folded.
All you need is four members that don't have a home.
You need to sign.
If I'm gonna rat out my own son, I wanna look him in the eye before I do.
Affidavit signed by the former president of the Sons of Anarchy, Clay Morrow.
His testimony lets me reopen a RICO case against the MC.
I point the gun dealing at San Joaquin, hand you your villains.
You want these guys dead, don't you? Hurting people who hurt people.
That's always my end game.
Tell your boss he has a nice place.
The boy's journal that was found at the crime scene...
...has been analyzed by several psychiatric experts.
I can't go into details about the contents...
...other than to say they were violent and very disturbing.
The journal and other belongings in the boy's locker...
...supported the school's growing concern...
...about the state of Matthew Jennings' mental health.
We know that the diocese made a recommendation over a year ago...
...that the boy seek outside counseling.
Whether that intervention took place is still being determined...
...as we continue our ongoing discussion with the Jennings family.
As far as the weapon goes...
...we've identified it as an older, pre-1982 KG-9 submachine gun...
...modified to be fully automatic with a standard 20-round magazine.
Because of the modification and the lack of serial numbers...
...we know that the gun had to be purchased illegally.
We are still trying to determine whether and how Matthew acquired this weapon.
Stockton police, the ATF and special investigators are deep into this.
It is my highest priority, as your district attorney...
...as a proud resident of this county...
...and as a mother...
...to find the parties responsible for putting a weapon so deadly...
...into the hands of a child so broken.
Thank you. That's all for now.
Tell me you found the mother. Nowhere.
Friends, coworkers, no one's seen or heard from her.
Shit. The boyfriend?
Arcadio Norona. MIA.
We picked up the two Byzlats that were at the house.
They claim Darvany and Arcadio were there when they left.
Leverage? None.
They were clean.
Had to release them.
How'd it go?
Makes me feel better.
That's good.
What did you tell him?
Heh. My sins, Mama.
In a way.
And then what?
He sprinkles his magic Jesus water...
...and everybody pretends the bad shit never happened?
Yeah. Something like that.
I'm sorry. It's okay.
Look, I don't know if it works.
I guess I've been doing it for so long, I'm afraid of how bad it gets if I stop.
You're a good man.
Hmm.
Hey, baby-- Aah!
Oh, Jesus. I'm sorry. You shot me.
Oh, shit. I'm sorry. It's okay. You're gonna-- Um--
Oh, God. No, no, no.
You're gonna be fine. Shh, shh. You're okay. You're okay. Shh.
It's gonna be okay.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
- Room 6. - Okay. Thanks.
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 path Until you die
Gotta look this life In the eye
Mr. Toric?
I'm coming!
Did we wake you?
Yeah. I was up late. Research.
Why didn't you tell me about Tara Knowles?
I just came from my weekly case briefings.
I talked to her. She's toeing the family line.
She's a surgeon facing manslaughter. No room to push there?
The reality of jail time hasn't set in yet.
Morrow was burned by the club.
Now he's facing a yard full of shivs. He's our best play.
Play it.
Agreement to turn state's evidence.
Get him to sign it. It's my first stop.
Make this your second. Matthew Jennings' mother is missing.
Slipped out the door while we were babysitting.
Banger beau's missing too, I assume. Yes.
And of course nobody knows anything.
Nero Padilla.
He's Arcadio Norona's cousin. He's a Byzlat OG.
Runs semilegit escorts.
Currently in business with Jax Teller...
...SOA's president and Dr. Knowles' significant other.
If anyone knows where the kid's mom is, it'll be Padilla.
Good. We'll start with the two shitheads at the Jennings house.
Maybe they'll flip on the OG, give us some leverage.
Does this mean I'm on the team?
Track down Darvany Jennings, find out who gave her son a submachine gun.
I'll take that as a yes. Take it any way you want.
Yeah.
Teller's here. He wants to talk to you.
What's going on with Clay?
He's summoned me to County. Talk to his public defender.
He should be at his parole violation hearing right about now.
Gemma saw Clay yesterday, ran into an ex-marshal, Toric.
Brother of the nurse Otto killed.
Is this him?
Well, I heard the marshal's been pulling some serious favors...
...to keep Clay whole...
...and away from Pope's kill squad.
He also paid a visit to Tara inside.
He's the one that processed her arrest. What does he want from Tara?
The same thing that he wants from Clay.
Something to crush the guys that murdered his sister.
And I guess you can relate.
Same hate you got for Clay for killing your wife.
I'm not involved here.
Yeah, okay.
Morning. Hey.
- Let me get that. - Oh, thanks.
No problem. Ah, there you go.
Gemma here?
Not yet. I can handle them for a while if you gotta run.
Uh....
I can wait for a bit.
Okay. Hey! Ah.
Easy. Look at him go.
How's that working out for you?
Spending my twilight years in a trailer next to a used oil bin?
What I dreamed of since I was a boy.
How are you doing?
You getting through this?
No choice, right?
You're gonna be okay, sweetheart.
Not about me anymore.
Hey.
You dropping them off?
Is that okay? I have to go to St. Thomas and get my hand checked.
That happen in County?
Making friends the Gemma way.
They missed you.
Yeah, that's nice to know.
I'll be back in a few hours.
Yeah, sure.
That's a very worried mother.
Yeah, she's got no idea.
I didn't think you'd come.
Well, I'm here. Appreciate that.
So say what you gotta say.
Everything that went down...
...I get it.
I earned it. I'm not buying the mea culpa.
What did you give the marshal for PC?
I promised to give up the club if he let me see you and Gemma.
I just....
I just wanted you to know.
I'm sorry.
For all of it.
You shedding the guilt before you turn?
No turn. No.
No, I ain't giving him shit.
They'll send me back to gen pop.
And that'll play out like expected.
All right.
That's all I wanted to say.
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 shit what you do to him.
But if you try to come after my wife...
...try to tie her to this murder...
...you're gonna feel how personal this is for me.
I'm hoping that was all posturing.
Protecting your outlaw legacy for as long as you can.
Your parole violation sends you back to Stockton.
They got you on the 11:30 transport.
My guess: You'll never make it to the inside of a cell.
You are too smart to go down like this.
Your club set you up for murder.
Your wife betrayed you.
Come on, Clay.
I know how much you want to hurt them.
You know, I can't help but see the irony in all this.
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.
Where's Tara? She had a doctor's appointment.
Her hand.
She say when she'd be back? Couple hours.
Why? I need to ask her something.
Did you see Clay? Yep.
Got the same sad speech.
Did you find out what he gave the marshal?
Why he's protecting him?
Clay swears he didn't give Toric anything.
You believe him?
He's supposed to transfer to Stockton this morning.
We'll see where he ends up.
If he's still in protective custody, he was lying. Aye.
And if he isn't, he's dead.
Either way, this marshal is still a problem.
I got no doubt he's already made the Byzlat connection to this school shooting.
We're laying low on guns.
Byzlat ties are buried.
Yeah, he's gonna come at this any way he can.
We got to assume every move we make is being watched.
Play it straight. Not even a parking ticket.
You understand? Yeah.
Right. All right.
I gotta meet Nero in Stockton, sign these new Diosa papers.
Okay, well, me, Tig, Juice, Hap, we'll come with you.
Phil, I need you to grab some of the prospects, jump on T-M.
Our place is falling way behind.
Someone should reach out to Bobby, fill him in about Clay.
Then do it. Jackie, boy.
You need to call Bobby.
He needs to hear from you.
If he misses me so much, he shouldn't have left.
Let's go.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
I know this would be a huge change for you guys.
Grown accustomed to the gambling and over-the-counter pussy.
But it's an opportunity to make club history.
North Vegas is cool with me moving on.
Indian Hills too.
Jury was the one who recommended we talk to you.
Knowing that Reno's getting a little thick.
Jax signed off on you putting this thing together?
No.
It's my call.
It's time for a change.
I need it, and this club needs it.
I'm in.
Me too.
Is this barrio brew any good? Hmm?
Where is an opener?
Where are Darvany Jennings and Arcadio Norona?
Who?
Damn.
We ain't got no idea, güero.
What do you know? Twist-off.
That is good.
That's real good. Mm.
Go ahead. I'll watch him.
Hey, baby. Come on.
Hey. Hey.
What do you need?
Sorry, I didn't know they were here.
Is Jax around? No.
What's going on?
I was attacked.
Attacked?
By who?
Some asshole at an NA meeting.
Come on.
What happened?
This newcomer asked me for my number.
Mexican guy, prison ink. He's a scary dude.
I said no.
Then I saw him again at another meeting...
...and he followed me out to my car...
...grabbed me by the neck and shoved his hands down my pants.
I gouged his eyes, I run to my car.
And as I'm pulling out, he starts screaming...
...that him and his friends are gonna find me and rape me bloody.
I believe him.
Do you got a name?
Just a first. His name is Luis.
I'm scared, Gemma.
I know Jax is pissed at me, but--
It's okay. Let me talk to him.
Okay.
Thanks.
Hey, look, why don't you come by the house today...
...when you're done with work?
Okay.
Thanks. Come here.
It's gonna be okay.
Once you apply for a license, they send someone from the city manager's office.
Do an inspection, make sure everything's legit.
I can probably help with that.
How deep is that inspection?
Do they look at my books? Everything.
And they can drop by anytime.
Nero will show you how to protect the in-house income.
Girls gotta be willing to do things by the book, though.
They know.
I run a very conservative house.
We like pussy that slants a little to the right.
- Thanks, Steve. - No problem.
How's your guy?
He's got three bullets in his back. How do you think he is?
Was this us or you?
A witness got a partial plate on the white Mercedes. One match.
Amir Ghanezi.
Torture-porn scumbag.
I thought that was handled. So did I.
Anything I should know?
No, man. We did exactly as you said.
We also stole his money and his drugs, trashed his studio.
That could've stirred up some bad feelings.
Let's go find out. He's got a boat in the marina.
Probably halfway to the Caspian Sea by now.
Hey, do we need to give you a ride to your house?
She should stay here. My guys'll keep an eye on her.
Yeah, I'll wait here.
Juice.
Hang with Colette. Keep your eyes open. Am I talking to myself here?
Hey, just in case your guys actually get a real police call.
Hey, don't fight over me, boys.
My daddy says I'm not worth it.
I'll check in later.
Did Morrow sign the affidavit?
I missed him at County. I gotta wait till he's processed in Stockton.
I did chat with the two Byzlats.
They couldn't say much. Couldn't or wouldn't?
Both. They're protecting Nero Padilla. He's the way to tie the MC to the gun.
I checked him out. OG's been living clean.
Nothing outstanding. I hear he's brutal with his girls.
I'll need to run a check on all his escorts...
...see if any have something they may wanna trade.
Do it.
Sign this.
Covers my ass in case you go rogue.
Special investigator is a week-to-week gig.
This week's almost up. I assume you have a gun.
I might have one lying around.
I forgot how much work this is.
Active duty. Very few straight lines, eh?
East dock. Slip 17. The boat's called the Dayoos.
I count three on the deck.
Okay. So how we gonna do this?
Let's make it a social call.
These assholes just tried to blow us away.
What's the matter, kid? Too risky?
No, no, no.
Too stupid. No, it's okay.
Jackie.
Who's gonna take a shot at me when I'm with the lord of the docks?
Let's go make some friends.
Amir. Amir.
Hey, Amir, we just wanna talk, figure out what the beef is.
Toss your guns.
What's the matter, old man?
Too risky?
So talk.
We know you tried to blow our heads off.
Yeah? Then have me arrested.
Hey, you shot up my place, put a friend of mine in the hospital.
These biker assholes crashed my studio, scared my girls.
We scared your girls?
You had them caged and raped, you filthy Arab.
That's enough. We settled that.
No.
I haven't seen my brother since they took him.
But we found his jacket in the water this morning.
I know they killed him.
And they dumped his body in the bay.
Amir, I don't know what happened to your brother...
...but I am telling you, we didn't kill him. - That's true.
I was with them in the warehouse when they cut your brother loose.
You see?
And he was pissed that you caved.
That's probably why he split. No.
Kia would never just walk away from his family.
Well, then keep looking because we got no idea where he is.
Amir, this is done. Get it?
For now...
...we're even.
Well, I didn't say we were even.
Don't move.
Now, that feels like even.
Jesus Christ.
Now, you start your boat and you set sail and you keep going.
And if I ever see you or your goddamned Iranian kin in my town again...
...I will personally gut every one of you.
You wanna tell me what happened to the brother?
I don't know.
Look, I'm not playing you, man. I told my guy to cut him loose.
And did he?
You can't trust your crew, I can't trust you.
I'll handle it.
You owe me one, Handsome Jack.
So?
What went down on that boat?
You were right.
They were pissed because we pushed them out.
Are we all settled now, I hope?
Yeah. All settled.
I gotta get back, check in with Diosa. You wanna handle this?
On the gate.
Nuts and butts, Morrow.
Ain't nobody watching.
That didn't take long.
It's your day of reckoning, old white dude.
Oh, bitch.
Just get it done.
That's gonna be your choice.
Hey. Hey.
Where's Abel?
Unser and Phil are making him popcorn. That one just ate.
Oh. Good.
How's the hand?
Oh, it's about the same.
Thank you for looking after them.
Of course.
Hey.
Um....
You and Jax ever talk to Wendy?
You know, about that whole guardian thing?
No. Not really. I have other things on my mind.
Yeah. I guess so.
You need help with any of that?
I don't think so. At least, not yet.
Well, what's that supposed to mean?
If I tell you something, do you promise to keep it to yourself?
Secrets are what I do.
I'm pregnant.
About eight weeks.
Oh, my God. That's wonderful.
The timing kind of sucks, but, yeah.
How's Jax with it?
I just found out for sure. I'll tell him tonight.
Oh, honey, we're gonna figure everything out, sweetheart.
That's fantastic.
Mommy.
Oh.
Come here.
What you doing? You having such a good time?
What's going on?
Where's Colette? Closed up shop.
One of Barosky's guys picked her up a few minutes ago. Said she'd call you.
All right. I'm gonna go see her.
Tig? Yeah.
You're with me.
Rest of you guys head back to T-M.
I need you there. Put everyone on notice.
Just until we know this Persian thing is done.
Aye. Okay.
Let's go.
So we heading over to Colette's?
Just me.
I didn't wanna say anything in front of our Catholic friend.
What's going on?
That Persian porn equipment, we pack all that shit up?
Yeah, man. It's at the port. All right.
I need you to head down there. I'm gonna send the prospect with the van.
I want you to store it at the gun warehouse just in case Ghanezi comes looking for it.
I thought that was all handled.
The younger brother never showed up.
They found his jacket in the bay this morning.
Amir thinks we killed him.
You kidding me?
I cut him loose, man.
I know.
You remember where it is? Yeah. It's just off of Fremont.
All right.
I love you, brother.
I love you too.
Clay Morrow.
Just dropped into K-level.
Your ink got tagged out. What happened?
Internal matter.
Ask around. Lenny the Pimp's a brother.
MC don't mean shit around here.
I know the drill.
All right. Wait here. I'm gonna talk to Carson.
God knows
I'm gonna make all this matter.
It's the last time
I was running, running, running
Running, running free
I was running, running, running
Running away from you
Hey. I think she's upstairs.
Oh. Yes. Oh, yeah. Yeah.
That's it, baby.
Yes. Oh, yes!
That's it. Get it.
Get it. That's it, baby.
Clay.
Heard you buried Damon Pope.
Need some cover from GN. Yeah.
Gray boy.
You be tight, stay sharp.
Jackson. August.
I haven't heard anything from Stockton.
Clay's still alive.
But he had to earn it.
Thanks for making that happen. Hey, don't thank me yet.
He's dead before morning if I don't like the reason.
I'm taking your mentor's lead.
Shedding the thing that brings us heat.
Guns. Yeah.
Clay has old-school ties with the IRA.
I might need him to navigate a very messy breakup.
I want him dead as much as you do.
This is business. It's the smart play.
It's smart for you.
It compromises me. Sends the wrong message.
I get that.
I'm resurrecting Caracara. It's our old porn studio.
I know it's not exactly the type of business Pope Industries usually associates with...
...but it could be very lucrative for a silent partner.
And our other piece of business?
Send me the business plan of your adult-entertainment enterprise.
Yeah.
And I break you open
I'm gonna head out with Montez and West. Cool.
Get them to put in their letters right away. I want those charters to sign off.
I wanna be on the road by the end of the week.
They know. I'll see you then, brother.
Living life in a bubble
Living like you're here
It's the way I live
Oh, I want you back
Coming.
Hey. Hey.
Problems? No.
Scumbag didn't come by work.
You talk to Jax yet?
It's not a good time.
Shit.
Here.
Oh, Jesus Christ. Hey.
Till we shut this guy down, you gotta protect yourself.
He's probably just noise.
You show him that, the chances are you'll never see him again.
Unless he pulls his own out and blows my head off.
Then you blow first.
I know these scumbags.
This is the only way they learn.
Look, it's got no numbers on it.
Can't ever be traced to you.
Just keeping it in your bag will give you comfort.
Is it Kahr? Yeah.
How's the recoil on this thing?
A little snappy.
Come on. I'll walk you out.
Open!
Sometimes I'm right And I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my songs
A butcher, a banker A drummer and then
Makes no difference What group I'm in
'Cause I am everyday people
Ooh, sha sha
Yeah
'Cause I am everyday people
Ooh, sha sha
There is a blue one
Who can't accept the green one
For living with the fat one
Trying to be a skinny one
And different strokes For different folks
And so on and so on And shooby-dooby-doo
Ooh, sha sha
Your friends in the GN said thank you.
You might need this.
Ooh, yeah
Oh, sha sha
I'm no better And neither are you
We are the same Whatever we do
You love me, hate me You know me and then
You can't figure out the bag I'm in
Your tea. Mm.
I am everyday people
Ooh, sha sha
Sugar, I am everyday people
Now, there is a longhair
That doesn't like the shorthair
For being such a rich one
Who spotted it? 911 call.
Saw a pickup pull away as they stopped to change a flat.
Different strokes For different folks
And so on and so on And scooby-dooby-doo, yeah
Ooh, sha sha
Now, we got to live together
Ooh, sha sha
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday people
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday people
About time.
Where you--?
Oh, shit.
Different strokes For different folks
And so on and so on And scooby-dooby-dooby
Ooh, sha sha
'Cause we got to live together
I love you.
'Cause we got to live together
'Cause I am everyday people
Yeah, yeah