Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Be good.
We just want them reduced. Short time.
Safe house is gone.
...and then I'm gonna let Chibs cut him from ear to ear.
Okay, I'll call the Chicken Man. I'm sure he'll gladly suck up the Adderall.
- Gemma's awake. Wants to talk to you. - Okay.
No, can't be.
I have to confirm the tracker with Serg today.
I'll finish those books, darling.
Cameron killed Half-Sack, tied me up and took Abel.
- They just found him. Guys, I didn't do anything.
Is it Uncle Kel?
Nothing you could have done about that?
Told her I'd sign off on her bullshit story.
Talking this way makes me feel very conspicuous.
You tell Clay my bullshit MC's got some reach, eh?
Don't underestimate her.
You should go to Lumpy's. See if he can unload the steroids.
- H-A-L-E. - Not here. Let me go check the system.
It's what Jax said.
I am handling it. Please go back to bed.
You just get some sleep.
He's sticking to his story.
You'll have more truth than you can handle.
Shit.
Or this all goes away for both of us.
Ashby's.
Your career's taken a huge hit.
Shit. I better find Chucky.
It's okay.
- It's on me. - It's on all of us.
Aye, I have.
No one knows.
Someone rang up the shop. Very mysterious lad.
...to a janitorial supply house.