Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good man.
He had nothing to do with that murder.
- You shot me. - I'm so sorry.
...but I am the only friend you have left, Clay.
That's unfortunate.
J.T. realized that there's nothing more dangerous...
The guy who used to sit in that seat.
It should.
On the other side
Was with her all last night.
All the action happened in here.
From what? Two months into my connection...
Little loyalty test, maybe?
The condition he's in....
Last chance.
He's betrayed the club.
I'm not looking to take on that kind of weight.
Lock it all down, U.K. charters too.
Count your days, traitor.
We're off to Oswald's now.
Gemma?
All right.
I suggest you get some sleep.
He's gonna be sleeping with one eye open.
Hey.
Maybe I'll give Unser a lift, see if she wants me to watch them.
Why was he in Diosa's? I don't know.
Gemma?
Well, about a month ago...
Hey. Clubhouse is clear.
He offed an Aryan shot caller to earn protection.
How about I take the boys home, you help Wayne?
One sunny day
What do you want? Heh.
Looks like that burden falls on you now.
Talked to Belfast. They're up to speed.
Who was it? Three of them. White. Ski masks.
Look what we found strolling along the main road.
It's just a matter of time before we come back for you and that wetback whore.
I'll make an appointment.
Yeah. She's my ride.
Tomorrow morning...
Hey.