Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Write this down.
Let her go.
- All right. - Okay, come on.
What do you want?
Yeah.
Jacob Hale becomes mayor...
And, uh, let's find this aunt who owns the house.
We will find her.
- Will you take him? - Sure.
We'll just be here if you need us to not literally follow you...
how xxx of a drive to Vegas
Yeah.
My nephew, Hector Salazar.
Now sit down.
Right. We ain't gonna let you take that chance.
Yeah.
...that it was all a lie.
I missed you.
Which means Samcro is gonna need some bodies to make this happen.
This last year or so, this town just...
See how much she hates me.
I wasn't close enough to see any ink...
Watch the exits, people. He's gonna be moving.
- Well, that seems better. - Good, because we're gonna need Kozik.
Gemma?
Look, I promise everyone is gonna be okay.
No.
Holy shit.
Hey, baby.
Whatever happens with these charges, we're looking at time.
- You worry too much, Jimmy. - Aye.
You give me names, I clear your mother. You give me Jimmy, I clear your club.
Minute he sees your face, he'll gun you down.
Yeah.
Come on.
He's desperate. He ain't gonna give us time to plan.