Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay.
Lots of private meetings, AJ.
What?
Chucky should share the information before he goes MIA again.
Come here. Come here.
Jesus Christ. You just won't die.
Look, this is sanctioned.
It'll be all right. Let's get them all inside.
Pfft. No.
God wants me to be a fierce mother.
...and head over to the Sons' clubhouse.
This doesn't concern you.
- They're 10 and 6. It's unconscionable. - It's okay, boys. I'm gonna get you out.
You gave our guns to the wetbacks.
How dare you.
We got bikers.
Your sons were left alone in your house with access to loaded firearms.
Open it.
I'll kill you for this.
Shit. Those crazy peckerwoods.
...goes home in a bag.
Kick him!
Come with you?
When he does, Stahl's gonna get to Jimmy O and tag me the rat.
Alvarez is running proxy for a bigger player backed by the AB.
He's the one that you're supposed to be bringing around...
Hm.
Now all of you just turn around and go back to the station house.
Club's gonna watch over Kerrianne.
Let them up.
I'll kill you for this.
Man, you must have really pissed somebody off.
...not Zobelle's little bimbo.
So now you compensate...
You better learn it fast You better learn it young
We show Jimmy that Cameron and Edmond...
Please, please.
- AJ, you know who I am. - A scumbag!
That's my path.
And somehow that led you to his bed?
Officers, my daughter and I are in possession of illegal narcotics.
They all talking about God's plan for a free world without color.
Just completing my charts. - That should have been done already.
How's everybody feeling about him patching in?
...and Weston will be making all his own decisions.
"Give it up or you're gonna die
Strap in, sweetie.
Someday you'll understand
I ain't talking about a partnership...
...and I will cut you into a million pieces.
You're a healer.
But if you screw me, little boy...
Niners, you take everything north.
I need, we needed, the Mayans to do the dirty work.
Show respect.
They need to do that.
- Oh, Clay! Clay! Hey! - She's as guilty as the rest of them.
Guess who did.
When Daddy went away
Thanks, old man.
Our guy in P.D. Saw Stahl meet with him in the safe house.
For there were many things I didn't know
Sons struggling to reboot weapons...
Jesus. What are you doing here, Pol?
No, no, no
Black Ford truck headed southbound.
Please, please.
We're gonna protect your family, Chibs. I put a call in to McGee in Belfast.
...otherwise you run a pretty high risk of infection.
And somehow that led you to his bed?
So is the slave labor.
- I love you, baby. - Be careful.
Well...
Home Depot.
What do you want?