Sons of Anarchy

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven-

Are you picking us up from school, Gramps? I don't know. We'll see.

I love you. See you, sweetheart.

You take care of your sister, kid. Do you hear me?

Okay, Gramps.

Okay! Hey, hey, hey!

Hey! Tell him to stop! Stop!

Yeah, way to go. Real funny.

Blow off my one last nut. Great sponsor.

The Russian pipeline's dried up.

Hooked up with a source out of Jabalia.

Run 'em through Dungloe.

- How do these break down to ship? - They don't.

- Come assembled. - That's not our business.

I know.

Where you goin' with this, Cam?

True I.R.A.'s pickin' up momentum. North country's gettin' hot.

Need to step up the cash flow. Keep the anger focused.

You want the Sons to run 'em?

Northern Cali. Oregon. Washington. I don't know if you heard,

but we got out of the errand business some time back.

We buy wholesale. We assemble. We sell retail.

End of story. Yeah.

Come on, Clay.

We both know you've still got an A.T.F. target on your back.

You really think it's safe filling this new space with illegal gun parts?

- What's your deal? - We sell, ship, store.

You load your saddlebags, deliver.

Charter to charter. Give you 20%.

We get 60%, we assemble our own.

We carry all the risk and overhead.

My son'll be your point guy in Cali.

This is a win-win, Clay.

We'll let you talk it through.

Come on, Eddie.

That's bullshit. They've still got access to the Russian surplus.

They'll just try to stonewall us so we'll play along.

The mick pricks.

He's right about the feds.

Doesn't matter what dummy corp we use, or how far off the grid we are.

If A.T.F. puts a tail on any one of us,

we're gonna lead 'em right back here.

What do you think, V.P.?

- Go get the Irish. - Yeah.

You get us the Russian guns we need to keep our Oakland business intact.

We use your facility to store and assemble.

Then we'll run your hardware up the coast.

But M.C. Pony Express is gonna cost you 30%.

Twenty-five.

Twenty-eight- And the Russian stock.

Okay.

It's a temporary fix, boys.

Keeps us in the gun business till the heat wears off.

I mean, we're runnin' out of road here.

Call a vote, Prez.

All in favor.

Deal.

Release papers.

Your lawyer has already been through them.

Read them, initial the boxes, sign them,

and we'll have you home by the end of the day.

Rosen told me my case was thrown out three weeks ago.

You mind telling me why I'm just gettin' cut loose now?

The witness went missing.

State attorney dismissed the case,

but we can detain for up to 30 days...

in the hopes that the case gets reinstated.

It didn't.

That's it, huh?

Your pretty face gets smashed in.

You spend months, how many thousands of dollars trying to crush us.

What for, bitch?

What'd you get?

Peace of mind.

Now that we're keepin' the Oakland business,

who the hell are we gonna sell guns to?

Niners? Mayans? Who?

Opie back yet?

- Today. - All right. Let's sit down and figure out the move.

Yeah. We should do that.

Cap.

Opie's gonna want payback for Donna's death, right?

Jax and Piney both know it wasn't the Niners.

Any ideas where the hell we're gonna land with this?

Give Trammel a call.

- We're gonna need some police intel. - I can do that.

Must be very frustrating, Mr. Hale.

Every surrounding town from Stockton to Lodi...

has grown nearly 70% in the last two decades.

Except Charming. SAMCRO has sabotaged...

every major development effort that's come through Charming.

Coercion and violence.

Easy to do when the local cop's in your pocket.

Kid brother'll be chief in two months. Things are gonna change.

My family built this town.

My great-great grandfather, his brothers.

Before my old man dies, the Hales are gonna give it back to the folks who live here.

And that salvation nets you a tidy real estate profit.

- Progress has its rewards. - Hi. Over in the corner.

I'm sure we can find a way to help each other.

David, glad you could join us. Like you to meet Ethan Zobelle.

A.J. Weston.

- Can I get you anything, David? - Uh, just some coffee, Anna.

You got it.

So what's this about, Jake? I reached out to your family-

Asked for an introduction.

Ethan owns cigar shops. Stockton, Alameda, Millbrae.

Planning on opening a shop here in Charming?

I have my eye on a storefront.

We'll need to know we've got the right support before we commit to Charming.

Support? To protect our investment.

We're aware of your outlaw problem.

Your brother has brought me up to speed on your struggle.

I'm guessing this isn't about cigars.

Ethan shares a common interest.

The Sons of Anarchy have been supplying weapons to gang members...

for over a decade.

It's time it stopped.

League of American Nationalists.

The League represents an influential group of businessmen...

who are tired of criminals undermining local enterprise. Right.

And how many black and Latino businessmen in your influential group?

None.

I know who you are. White hate.

Quite the opposite,

Deputy Chief.

We are separatists, not supremacists.

We are God-fearing patriots,

and in a time when black radicals...

are in power in this country,

we are desperately trying to remind our citizens of their founding beliefs.

That all white men are created equal.

What the hell do you want from me? Call us what you want.

We have the same goal-Stop scumbags from arming scumbags.

We just want you to know...

we are at your disposal if you need us.

Come on, David.

I'm sorry. His, uh, self-righteousness gets the best of him.

Ahh! I admire his frankness.

Davy!

Do you know what those guys do?

Since when do you smoke up with neo-Nazis?

I know who they are. I'm not an idiot.

Charming is our town, Davy.

Dad tried for years to get it back from SAMCRO. He couldn't, but you and me-We can.

I'm not gonna swap one outlaw for another one.

The League's got no interest in Charming. For them it's all about race.

And that makes it okay? Grow up, little brother.

It's good to see you, brother.

Yeah.

How was the walkabout?

I'm doin' okay.

What's this? Holy shit.

Panhead E.G. Sixty-three?

Sixty-five. Where'd you find it?

C.H.P. pulled me over outside of Ukiah.

I started bullshitting with him and he turned me on to this used-parts guy.

Electra Glide was just... rotting behind some garage.

It's all there. Stock.

That'll keep you busy. That's the plan.

I missed you, bro.

How's everybody doin'? You know. Gettin' it done.

We made a new deal with the Irish.

Gonna run handguns up the coast till the A.T.F. heat dies down.

What does that do to business?

We keep supplyin' Oakland.

We need to figure out who that supply goes to.

Retaliation? Yeah.

We're sittin' down to figure it out.

Waited until you got back.

- Hey, Jax. - Hey, Mary.

He's too skinny, right?

We'll beef him up.

Kids'll be so glad to see you. I got some things to take care of.

You mind pickin' 'em up from school, Ma? It can wait, man.

No. I-I'll see the kids later, Ma.

See you at the clubhouse.

Ope loves his kids.

We all just gotta give him a minute.

Take care of him, Jax.

Yeah.

- He's perfect. - The echoes?

Clean. C.B.C.'s, C.M.P.'s are all normal.

His weight needs to come up a little, but other than that-

He's still real fussy with the feedings.

Could be the lactose. We-We can try soy-base.

I don't wanna turn him into a little vegan pussy.

He can drink it in his wife-beater Onesie. Oh.

Dr. Funny.

How's his sleep apnea?

You're there pretty much every night. Times I'm there,

he is sleeping fine. Good.

Heard Ope's back. Yeah.

You seen him?

He's doin' okay. That's why I'm here.

Look, this guy's been through enough.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

So whoever was responsible for killing Donna,

you and me can't prove it.

The suspicions we have don't help Ope.