[Hands Jax a gun] Two in the back of the head. Quick and painless.
It ain't easy being king.
Yeah...you remember that.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
[Half-Sack tows in a BMW with a deer in the windshield]
Some days you're the Beamer, some days you're the goddamn deer.
Some yuppie creamed it out by the streams.
He run into it or hit a tree while it was giving him head?
KHKip 'Half-Sack' Epps
How the hell you want me to get it out of there? [Jax gets a chainsaw] Come on. Jesus, man.
Just pretend its carve your own steak night at The Sizzler.
KHKip 'Half-Sack' Epps
I don't eat meat, man.
Figure it out, grunt.
I been doing business with the One-Niners for a long time. I always respected our arrangement. I never sold "gun one" to the Mexicans. Now I need for you to show me a little respect, and give me a few more days for delivery.
LWLaroy Wayne
Don't give a shit about history or respect. This is about business, old man.
And I'm telling you, "brother"...giving me some more time? Really smart business.
[about Abel] You gotta go see him, Jax.
I can't.
Why? Cause he'll break your heart? It's called being a father.
For how long? A day? A week?
You know, you were born with that same heart defect your little brother had. [She lightly punches his chest] You seem pretty sturdy to me. I came through hell, landed on my feet. Your father was hit by a goddamn semi, dragged 178 yards. And that bastard lived for two more days. Tellers do not die easy.
No, we just die bloody.
That's the Irish in us.
Looks like the boy might actually see his first birthday.
He made it? Oh, Abel, thank God!
Yes. Thank you, God. Maybe we should say a little prayer?
Okay. That'd be good.
Dear God, thank you for saving this boy... from his murderous junkie mom, who cared more about a $40 rush than she did her own flesh and blood.
Don't you dare...
Don't I dare? You pathetic whore. Guess the D.A. was impressed with your Bible studies. Hear they're not gonna press charges.
When I check out of here, I'm going to Promises.
Let's just throw money at those 12-step freaks. How long's it gonna last this time? Six months? Three? Couple of weeks?
It's gonna be different this time. This time I have my baby to live for.
That's where you're wrong. You have no baby. You lost that privilege. [Grabs Wendy by the throat] You so much as cast a shadow on that kid, try to turn some legal screw and get custody, I will finish this job. He will never call you "mommy". [Releases Wendy, and throws a Bible on her table] I suggest you turn to Jesus. [Gemma exits]
[Wendy opens the Bible, to find a needle filled with crank inside]
[voiceover] Most of us were not violent by nature. We all had our problems with authority, but none of us were sociopaths. We came to realize that when you move your life off the social grid, you give up the safety that society provides. On the fringe, blood and bullets are the rule of law, and if you're a man with convictions, violence is inevitable.
How you doing Jax? I heard about Wendy and the baby. I'm sorry.
Thanks.
You know I took a ride out to the streams today. Saw that warehouse that burned down.
Outside your jurisdiction, ain't it?
You ever heard of a Bluebird Supply Company? Apparently they hold the title on that parcel.
Never heard of them.
Whole area was littered with casings and gun parts. That warehouse was a weapons depot.
No kidding?
Chief Unser's retiring at the end of this month. I'll be stepping into those shoes. Unser's always had a look the other way policy with the Sons of Anarchy.
Unser's a lazy drunk.
I will not look the other way, Jax. Just a friendly heads up.
We're all free men, protected by the Constitution. You look any way you want, Chief.
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.
It already is.
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?
Afraid they both do.
[angrily] You did time, shithead. You're in the DNA database.
Yeah, I know.
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?
What do you mean?
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.
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