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My mother.
You're a bad liar, Wayne.
You exert a strong influence over Tara.
I don't know.
Put somebody else in charge.
Yeah
Right. Well, give us a call when you arrive in Stranraer.
Yeah. Maybe you can push her for more information.
I know.
You made a deal with the feds. - I don't give a shit.
...he kidnapped Jax's son.
With my son?
Come on, come on, Unser must have called this in.
- What? - Just go. Now.
Got you loaners and put you up at the flophouse just off the alley.
Jax, get your boy.
Come on, come on Won't you get me my room?
I get it, man.
...you're gonna have to fill the prescription.
What?
Considering.
Well, I'll press McGee for that truth, but either way we got no choice.
Do you know where my grandson is?
Must be his old lady. Yeah.
You doing okay?
- Yo. - T.O. called.
You need anything, you call Samcro.
You're not going to jail.
Do you have a moment?