So your boy's not really a team player. I've made several gestures of friendship. He's declined every one.
Hale's not interested in friends. He thinks Charming's stuck in 1969...wants to bring it into the 21st century.
Hale is a half-bright clerk with a Wyatt Earp complex. Hardly seems like a guy with a vision.
I gotta tell you something, man. I mean it could be bad.
Those two dead Mexicans in the warehouse hole - I was hitting 'em.
Jesus Christ. Both of them?
Oh yeah. Kind of a taco "twofer" thing.
Tell me one of them doesn't have a belly full of Tigger juice?
[angrily] You did time, shithead. You're in the DNA database.
Forensics team gets ahold of those bodies...
[interrupting Clay] I'll go pull 'em out of there.
Hale's gonna be watching that warehouse day and night.
Well, maybe Trammel can sneak me in, you know? He's a county sheriff, he outranks the local P.D., right?
Oh, you're just gonna stroll outta there with two dead Mexi whores draped over your shoulders?
I'll gut them dead bitches. I'll flush their bellies with bleach. No DNA.
[looking disturbed] What kinda nasty shit did your momma do to you?
Let's go into the photo booth. Come on; let me give you a quick hand job.
I already got a picture of that.
This time it'll be my hand.
[picks Gemma up over shoulder] Ooo baby, you bad. Bad girl.
You think a Son had something to do with that rape?
Half of 'em have violent crimes on their rap sheets. Just following logic.
Wasn't it just last week four Oakland cops were busted for prostitution and rape? Logic tells me we should ask where your dick was at last night.
And don't say in your mama.
Officers Mann and Fain will be taking your statements. Could take hours.
I'm trying to run a business here.
We can do it here, at the station house, wherever you want to do it. And don't say, "In your mama".
I want you to find him. You bring him to me first. I'll pay anything you want.
Who do you think we are, Elliot?
Oswald's have been in this town a lot longer than SAMCRO. I know what you are.
I don't want your money. Nobody comes into my town, and does this to a little girl. We'll find the sick bastard. But, when I deliver him to you, I'm gonna need to know that justice will be served.
Anger clouds judgment and it makes us do things that we end up regretting-things we can never take back.
The only thing I can never take back is what happened to that little girl.
[voiceover] When we take action to avenge the ones we love personal justice collides with social and divine justice. We become judge, jury, and God. With that choice comes daunting responsibility. Some men cave under that weight. Others abuse the momentum. The true outlaw finds the balance between the passion in his heart and the reason in his mind. His solution is always an equal mix of might and right.
Jax is in a real strange place. He doesn't need any outside voices in his head. Stay clear of him.
We're not 19 years old anymore. You can't dictate what he does, who he sees-
I'm his mother, and until I am dead and cold, I am going to do anything I have to do to protect him.
I am not happy about being here either. At least you and I, you know-we can try to have a decent conversation.
What? What do you want? You want to bond? You want to get closer? Fine.
[Tig undoes his belt.]
I'm gonna dunk my balls in your mouth. You're gonna gag. I'm gonna laugh. We'll be best friends forever.
[to guy sitting on his bike] Say 'Cheese.'
[Jax takes picture]
[Jax punches him]
Don't ever sit on another man's bike, asshole…
[Bobby takes picture]
You are the James T. Kirk of the MC world.
Boldly going where no man's gone before?
I think quite a few have been there before.
[about Gemma] Hey, I gotta admit. Clay's old lady gave me a serious MILF chubby. [notices Clay] …Hey, I brought the car out of the garage. It's clear now…so, uh…
Clip a truck from Unser's tonight. Make it look like you stole it. Cancer boy wants deniability.
[Clay leaves]
It's like a compliment, you know? Cause, she's hot.
[After Tig was bitten by the dog]
I thought you said you drugged the meat?
Look at him, he's foamin' at the mouth.
That thing should be dead. I dosed it like two grams.
You fed crystal to a killer doberman, Are you retarded?
Well I'd better get back to the fireworks or your mom's gonna be stuffing gun powder up my ass.
Ya, I'm sure we're all on the Gemma shit list by now.
I live on that shit list.
The hand on the dick thing. What's the deal?
C Chuck
I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry. Sorry. I have this condition. I'm not even aware of it.
C Chuck
CMD. Compulsive Masturbation Disorder. I couldn't get the right meds in Stockton so it's a little out of control right now.
You know, I used to have that. And then, uh, hell, I turned 13.
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