Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can't risk bringing those AKs in, with the Mayans onto our visit.

We get a foothold in Nevada.

You and Jury get into it?

With Jury's stable, shit.

Jax Teller and Bobby Elvis of the Sons.

Uh, Happy's down from Tacoma doing an autism run.

No. That's a risky ride, brother.

He still has both his nuts, but...

Morning, Cherry.

You mean, you just sleep with whoever they tell you to?

If I kick a vig up to 'em, I disrespect you guys.

- No, no. Christ, Clay. Come on. You need me. - Hey. Hey.

He's got Lorca, Bowie, Donut, couple of prospects with him.

Indian Hills, Nevada charter...

- Yeah, he likes to draw a lot. - Mmm.

I'll get those. Excuse me. Come here.

Club's pickin' up on it.

I'm sorry about all this, man.

I'd say he's right.

Kinda nuts, but cute.

- Hey, guys. - Here we go.

I know some of you look forward to wearing the reaper.

That, uh-That pop off was just about dick size.

Besides, you're the only one I can trust to handle this.

Don't ever sit on another man's bike asshole

- Jackson Teller! - UncleJury!

- I want to be here forJury when the shit goes down. - I ain't worried aboutJury.

He's pissed off we made Unser crush the case, and he called in the feds.

- Needles, how you been? - Bobby.