Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To my family?
What other Harley-riding Mexican has got something to gain...
Take the prospects, head around back.
The things I do are not just about my Irish loyalty.
You were supposed to scare Lumpy, not beat him half to death.
Well, you weren't wrong. I am pregnant.
You okay?
- Send them through. - All right, truck, move.
I had no idea what I was walking you into.
You don't know.
The guy was Mexican.
Need to know where I can find Jax Teller's old lady.
It's not that far out of my way.
- Come on. No.
I'm sorry I jumped to that conclusion.
Group buying up the properties on Liberty Street.
This is Kerrianne's home.
I left my iPod in the bedroom.
It's almost 3.
- Okay, okay. Get in there.
- That's who Jimmy is recruiting? - Aye, that's them.
Told me not to mess with the Mayans.
- Let's go. - Jesus Christ.
No, Paddy. No.
No.
You've burned it now, Jimmy.
- That's a little convenient, ain't it? - This ain't about our beef with the Hales.
Setting things right.
I don't know, uh, cop shit. Uh... Uh, look into it.