Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Enough, enough. - Hey, easy.

You can even keep the cash.

Jax and Abel are covered under your insurance now.

They better do what's best for them

I swear. Clay put this whole Nomad shit storm in motion.

Is that what this is?

Knocked up two months later.

Well.... Your dad's right. You're a player.

Donation for the Cacuzza charity fund.

Give me your soul

Yeah. Yeah, I got it.

Thought you might need a little relief after the run.

-No. Clay, Jax wants info on Frankie. -Jax ain't here, Juice.

I want Frankie Diamonds and anyone else responsible for killing my wife.

Go out in Tupperware.

Sleep for a couple of days.

-You good? -Mm-hm.

I'll send someone in to do the blood and the CTs.

Nomads were on a spree.

Unserjust called. Greg and Gogo tried to kill him.

Yeah, well, I'm a little too old for dating rules.

I'm more concerned what we do about him.

Only leaves one guy.

He said we got a rat at our table.

-Where do you think he ends up? -Jax?

There was a sign on the door And it reads to me

- You know, her ashes. - Oh.