Jax Teller quotes from Sons of Anarchy

Jax

I'll take Chibs with me to translate the Catholic.

Jax

[opening voiceover] Something happens at around 92 miles an hour - thunder-headers drown out all sound, engine vibrations travels at a heart's rate, field of vision funnels into the immediate and suddenly you're not on the road, you're in it. A part of it. Traffic, scenery, cops - just cardboard cutouts blowing 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. Nothing else to worry about except what's right in front of you. Maybe that's the lesson for me today, to hold on to 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'll keep you whole. Those are the things to hold on to when you're broken.

Jax

[to prison guard] I’m getting released. There’s nothing you can do to stop that. I’ll find out who you are, and where you live, and then I’m gonna kill you.

Jax

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, worshipped, and adored is a little low on my list today.

Jax

[voiceover] 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 cliché 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.

Jax

[to Gemma] When he died, I felt so bad. It wasn't because he was dead, it was because I'd have you all to myself. I knew how wrong that was. I love you mom. We're gonna get through all this, I promise.

Jax

[voiceover] There will be days when you're forced to make decisions that affect the lives of everyone you love, choices that will change you forever. You reach an age where you realize that being a man isn't about respect or strength, it's about being aware of all the things you touch. Children face inward, wallow in their own selfish needs. Men face out, take action on the needs of others. I'm at that place boys. I'm staring one of those decisions in the face and it looks back at me with historical eyes and it calls me a coward, a killer, a fraud. It wants me to crack and run from the service of my fate like a broken boy. Today, I will not do that. Today, I will be the man my father tried to be. I will make you proud.

Jax

I feel like my life has taken a turn. I'm heading down a road I've never been on before. Nothing is familiar. The signs don't make sense. Do I get off the road, or do I keep riding? The people that I see aren't the people i know. Do I go alone or take others with me? Who do I trust and who do I not? I now understand why being a leader requires isolation. I have to remove myself from those whose lives were affected by my decisions. Those I love as well as those I hate. It's getting more and more difficult to be a brother when my decisions are the ones a father has to make. I now realize that every time I make a decision effects everyone around me. By the time you're old enough to make sense of this life, to make sense of me, you'll know everything. the things I'm proud of and the things I regret-- and then you'll be faced with your own decisions. And just know that the decisions that you make effect everyone and everything. It has taken me along time to realize that, and I wish I would have sooner. And as much as I want to help you, tell you what to do. I can't. Those choices will be yours, and yours alone. The only advice I can give you, sons, is to examine who you are as people and what you choose as your path in your life. Figure out what's important to you. Know yourselves...Know what's in your heart...and know whats right. Don't be swayed by fear or history or the opinions of outsiders. Find your own truth. It will lead you to the things you love.

Jax

Galen and Clay go back more than 20 years. They've done deals off the books, shit that neither of our organizations know about. They got secrets to protect.

Jax

I want to say thank you for making the ride. It means a lot to me to have a full table. I'm certain you have questions and doubts. That's what this meeting is for. I know every charter is independent. You run them as you want. But I also know, the things we do in Redwood, especially here in the Northwest, impact your local relationships and affect the way you earn. Some of you knew my old man. Some just knew his legacy. It's no secret that he was conflicted at the end. Questioned every decision he'd ever made. About the club. About his family. That fear, that doubt... it ruined him. Made him vulnerable. I'm here to tell you that I'm not following that path. The choices that I make are not because I'm afraid, or because I have any doubts about this club. I watched my best friend get his head caved in to protect what we have here. We've all watched brothers die in the service of this club. There's two things you can do when that happens. You can run from the pain, bail. Or you can allow it to burn into your heart... to leave its mark. A constant reminder of the love that brought us all here. Sons of Anarchy-- it's at a crossroads. Our clubhouse blowing up last night-- that's a sign of the times. The end result of a bloody relationship with the IRA. It'd be easy for me to sit here and blame our mistakes on my predecessor, but that won't solve shit. We don't need blame. What we need, boys, is change. I want us out of guns. The RICO heat, the competition, the Irish blowback. It's just not practical. Between the lawyers and repairing the damage, we barely earn a profit. I'm gonna move Redwood into more legitimate enterprises. Diosa-- it's doing great. We're earning real money. We're gonna open another house in Stockton. We're going to reboot Caracara. Just found a warehouse down by the docks. So, I guess it's fair to say that SAMCRO's future is in pussy, not bullets. [scattered chuckles] We struck a deal with the Irish. One that keeps the peace. But that transition means we all take a hit. Now, I know everyone here has had a taste of the gun business, whether it's in protection, storage or distribution. It's gonna sting at first, letting go of that cash. But if we don't...I'm telling you... this club won't have a future. We've had 20 members killed in the last two years. All of those deaths tied to the gun business. Outside of guns, how you earn is up to you. But, if you would like, my charter will do everything it can to help you move in a legitimate direction. A direction that keeps us out of jail, that keeps us whole and that keeps us alive.

Jax

[opening voiceover] There are lessons to be found here - but mostly, I do this so 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 judgement, 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 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, when I have to avoid looking into a mirror. My self-hate is so 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 bark 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'll 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.

Jax Teller

I'm sorry that the family I was given has created so much chaos in the family I've chosen.

Jax Teller

[to Nero] The lies caught up to all of us, man. I tried to hide from it. Make it legit, run away from it. This is who I am. I can't change.

Jax Teller

I think the struggle I understand best. Even more than all the things you wanted for SAMCRO. What 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, JT. 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.

Clay Morrow

[Hands Jax a gun] Two in the back of the head. Quick and painless.

Jax Teller

It ain't easy being king.

Clay Morrow

Yeah...you remember that.