Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry, Gemma. I know how hard this is for you.

Move it. - Fever spiked to 107.

Knife into his skull. Not too subtle.

Hey. Why am I not surprised?

Playin' in a travelin' band

That bastard O'Phelan's had her and my Kerrianne under lockdown.

Gotta look this life In the eye

I need to get some compresses back at the clubhouse.

Figured it was more important to tend to her wound than do your job.

We're gonna take the truck, go say goodbye to Gemma.

You are so full of shit.

I'm gonna miss so much of his life.

Now we know where to find her.

What happens with this baby is my decision.

Stockton cargo. This gets us in the employee gate.

I don't want to go to jail.

He didn't come home last night.

I packed meds for a few weeks, but if you're there longer...

- We had no knowledge. Had to be Salazar.

I'm gonna protect you.

The things we're gonna do to the Mexicans, best no one puts motive on us.

- Take that, feel better. Go on. - Aye.

- I don't know, man. - Bullshit.

He's not in there.

I kill you, or you tell me which one of your lieutenants was responsible.

Baby mama's got his kids.

I'm sorry about earlier.

Found him like this.

Alvarez still has a connection to the Calaveras.

Take a change of clothes.

We gotta bring Alvarez into the loop or he's gonna think we crossed him.

Mayans are sponsoring.

Playin' in a travelin' band