Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Samcro won't suspect anything. - Aye.

We don't need to vote.

And I guarantee I am gonna make that happen.

What kind of chemicals you find in a porn studio?

Aye. Slam the door on your way out.

I was taking a shite. Your boys were watching.

Empty promise Filled with lies

I know you ain't got much use for me...

- Do you? - No, I'm good.

I appreciate your concern.

We have a few Italian priests visiting.

I'm taking my family home.

It's gonna be another fun-filled day in the six counties.

Look, these Charming boys are smart. They know something's going on.

What do you know about him?

...but clearly Samcro ain't able to protect you no more.

- It wasn't Darby, return visit? Mayans?

Talk to your employees...

Are you kidding me with this shit?

Are we done here?

Aye. - Jimmy's guys?

Paddy. Paddy boy.

We should get moving.

Hey there, darling.

I didn't mean to be dismissive of your pain.

Who the hell are these people? Using a baby like a goddamn poker chip.

Are you sure about this, brother?

Hey. What happened back there?

Bitter, bitter Sweet no more

It really was a friend.

- Why? What happened? - It's all right, they're all okay.

Head injury, internal bleeding. It's pretty bad.

- Who are you? - I'm his girl.

Why the hell did you stop me?

Hey, what are you kids doing? Hey, hey!