Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Half-ass gats you're buying off the street barely scare the clerks at the 7-Eleven.

McCain says if you're not there to pick up the second shift, your ass is canned.

Each savage event was a catalyst for the next.

- To find Jax and Tara. - No, no, no.

What could I do for you, Chief?

- We arm up just fine, ese. - Bullshit. You're packing toys. You need real guns.

We had nothing to do with the hit on the Nords.

That's a new kind of boldness.

And this was the only place I felt safe.

- What about A.T. F? - Nonissue.

I think we owe it to the Irish.

And what's your end?

Hey, Jax. Doc's looking for you.

expand my customer base.

You're welcome.

- Don't ride alone. - Yeah.

What I'm offering you is the same hardware at the same price.

Honestly? I don't know what we are.

You did what you had to do.

Wondering who was gonna die today.

Itjust happened before my eyes.

Took two slugs. Got one.

We didn't have nothing to do with Darby.

- You made that call without a vote? - Yeah.

The bad guys will leave the ghetto and bring their filthy game to Charming.

We could be seeing black before we put a roof on.

And it scares the shit out of me.

- I'll deal with it. - Deal with it how?

- I'm glad that's clear. - So what happens next?

I can't keep doing this. Half our goddamn fights are about money.

- But I made sure that didn't land in Charming. - Barely.

- Different targets, same war. - Mm-hmm.

- But you still gotta talk to Donna. You gotta- - I'm done talking.

- The second this goes down, I'm in the car, motor running. - Okay.

If this thing passes...

When Kohn showed up in Charming, he knew this could only end one of two ways.