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Charming don't trust me, Jimmy.
I can smell it on 'em.
And McGee? I don't know if
he's got the heart for this.
I don't need heart!
I need gut and brains!
There's my girls.
You want to tell me why you
gave my girl the money to bail me out?
We got a lot in common, Hector.
We both lost someone 'cause
of the Sons of Anarchy.
We both want that debt settled.
What do you want from me?
I want to give you two grand now,
two later, for a few hours of your time.
Son of a ***!
What are you doing?!
You tell the Sons...
nobody messes with the Mayans.
I'll hand-deliver Jimmy O'Phelan.
And what do you want?
My son, my mother and my club.
And what makes you
think that I would actually
believe that the
prince would turn rat?
My club finds out, I am dead.
It's Maureen Ashby.
- Cammy Hayes took your grandson.
- What?
Abel's in Belfast.
My son... he knows nothing
about John and Belfast.
- Nor does my Triny.
- Who's Triny?
Trinity, my daughter.
What does she
have to do with John?
You don't know, do you?
Maureen said you have my son.
Your son was in danger.
Jimmy is a grave threat...
to both our families.
You kill Jimmy O'Phelan, and I
promise I will make sure Abel
goes home in the arms
of his loving family.
- Come on, Jax, I'll take you back.
- I'll walk.
I need some time alone.
Aye.
Slam the door on your way out.
A government bill to crack down on
laboratory experiments on animals is
Hello?
You ever hear of Kellan Ashby?
Are you in Belfast?
Yeah.
Then I'm guessing
that's where Gemma is.
I had no idea
that was going down.
Escaping custody is
another federal charge.
We can talk about
that *** later.
Kellan Ashby. He's a priest.
What do you know about him?
He's a friend
to the Army, right?
More than a friend.
He's a shot caller.
I need to know everything about him.
- Why?
- He's got Abel.
And he wants me to kill
Jimmy to get him back.
You listen to me.
Jimmy O dies, so does our deal.
I need you to deliver him to me alive.
I know.
I'll figure it out.
Just get me some intel on the priest.
Yeah, I'm just gonna
handle it tomorrow, okay?
Okay.
Who was that?
Uh, it was Estevez.
He needs some field docs
that I don't have with me.
So, what do we know?
Kellan says he moved Abel out of
Belfast to protect him... from Jimmy.
Why?
What does Jimmy want with Abel?
Leverage... against what
Kellan wants from us... Jimmy dead.
Apparently, he's become
a problem for the Army.
Then we kill Jimmy.
It's not that simple.
- Yeah, it is.
- No, it isn't!
Look, everything they say is...
it's, like, smoky truth.
I don't trust them.
I don't trust their priest.
The only thing we know for
sure is he wants Jimmy.
So we find Jimmy...
trade him for Abel.
I think that's the only
thing that makes sense.
We can't kill O'Phelan.
Should I bring
SAMBEL up to speed on this?
No. As far as they know, we
want Jimmy to grill him about Abel.
Let's just leave it at that.
Belfast has a
protection run this afternoon.
Gun shipment.
McGee told me that Jimmy will
be at the pickup in Dungloe.
And so are we.
I'm sorry, guys.
I had no idea what I
was walking you into.
- *** going on down here...
- You'd better crash for a few hours.
It's gonna be another fun-filled
day in the six counties.
Are you coming, baby?
Be there in a minute.
This feels all wrong to me.
Who the hell are these people?
They're using a baby like
a *** poker chip.
It's not just them, Mom.
This happened because we
deal guns with the Irish.
Let's not kid ourselves
we're the victims here.
Maybe that, um, profound
awareness helps relieve your guilt...
but now is not the time
for soul-searching.
You focus on all the hate
you need to kill all these Irish pricks.
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You got no idea who did this?
Fighter, trainer?
No.
I know you ain't got
much use for me,
but clearly SAMCRO ain't able to
protect you no more.
You got to give me something, Lump,
or I'm gonna have to go by the book.
Talk to your employees, search lockers...
check INS status.
Okay.
Okay, I get it.
The guy was a Mexican.
Told me not to mess with the Mayans.
All right.
You hang in there.
Holy ***, Lump, what happened?
Let him rest.
Think you guys have helped enough.
Lump told Unser
it was the Mayans.
It wasn't Darby, return visit?
Mayans?
Why the hell would Alvarez
*** on the deal?
'Cause it's in his nature.
It's over, fellas.
Even... with insurance...
too much... too much damage.
I got to sell.
It's got to be the
same guys that hired Darby to
put the Mexicans up to it.
All right, let's go visit
our angry white friend.
- Oh, hey, Doc.
- Hi. I'll catch up with you.
Hey.
Hey, we heard from the
guys... they got to Belfast okay.
Why don't you say
it a little louder?
A few people in the E.R.
didn't hear you.
I'm not talking
to you, ***.
Hey, easy.
Well, thank you
for letting me know.
Yeah.
Come on.
You do realize one of us
is gonna end up dead, right?
I'm counting on it.
What's this about?
We want in on the Dungloe run.
That's
a short list, brother.
Can't be taking bread off our tables.
We don't need a cut.
We just want to talk to Jimmy.
Look, Kellan didn't
shed enough light on my kid.
Just that Jimmy might be involved.
We know he's gonna be at the other
end of this pickup in Dungloe.
Some sort of...
power beef going down in the Army ranks.
I don't know what it is, but
we got to dance around it.
We can't *** off Jimmy,
we can't *** off Ashby.
You guys okay with that?
You need a vote?
We don't need a vote.
Be good for you, you'd cut off
all your lads
to see what we go through...
to put bread on your table.
All right, well, I'll
call Dungloe, let them know.
Well, well, well,
ask and ye shall receive.
What are you doing here?
I heard about the old Jew.
Check it out. Come here.
Come on in.
Hey, you mind
giving us a minute?
Sit down, Darby.
So what do you want?
Well, what happened
to your pretty face?
Chemical accident.
What kind of chemicals
you find in a *** studio?
Listen, whatever you guys
think that I did, you're wrong.
Ask around, I'm out of the game.
All right.
Somebody, last night, broke into Lumpy's
gym and nearly beat him to death.
We know you
were there yesterday.
Yeah, I went there.
But I wasn't the one who
worked him over last night.
Well, then who did?
I don't know.
That's why I came to see him.
Oh, so you're feeling guilty?
Are we done here?
No, we're not.
Who put you to task on Lumpy?
You wouldn't
believe me if I told you.
And you couldn't prove
it if you wanted to.
Jacob Hale sent Darby to muscle
Lumpy into selling his gym. That's it.
Darby couldn't finish the job.
But someone did and Hale initiated it.
And you're here, telling me this...
because you want me to do what?
I don't know, uh...
Cop ***... Uh, look into it.
Look into arresting the guy
whose family's been
trying to shut down the MC
for two decades.
That's a little convenient, ain't it?
- This ain't about our beef with the Hales.
- No.
It's about the word of two felons,
against the guy who's
gonna be our next mayor.
How do you think that plays out?
We... we are telling you...
It wasn't the Mayans that recked Lumpy.
We got witnesses, saw
a motorcycle flee the scene.
Harley, ape-hangers.
That what Hale's riding these days?
Line two, chief.
If you'll excuse me, I got
some "cop ***" I got to do.
Absolutely.
All right.
Hey, I got through to Alvarez.
He swears the Mayans had
nothing to do with it.
Yeah, we know.
What other Harley-riding Mexicans have got
something to gainy putting it on the Mayans?
Salazar.
Aye, it's done.
SAMCRO coming on the run.
They think it was their idea.
Good.
Let's get it done right this time.
Stay on 14.
You'll find some ***
near the border.
You pass through, Clay and
his boys will be detained.
Look, these
Charming boys are smart.
They know something's going on.
Pay off the coppers,
make a show of it.
SAMCRO won't suspect anything.
Aye.
I'll see you at the farm.
Aye.
Arrange things at the barn.
Are you sure
about this, brother?
This could set off a chain of events
that we may not be able to contain.
Aye.
It'll get done.
Father Kellan.
- How are you?
- Filip.
We have a few
Italian priests visiting.
I thought it might be best if
*** kept his eye on Fi
for a few hours.
Of course.
Good lad.
Okay.
Thank you, father.
Hi, darling.
Be careful.
Always.
Hey.
It's all right, sweetheart.
I'm just going to give
these Irish boys an escort.
I'll be back later.
Okay.
Okay?
Love you, Dad.
I love you, baby.
You look out for your mom.
Have a safe run.
Hope you find what you're looking for.
Mrs. Teller.
Father.
Are you kidding
me with this ***?
Is this legit?
Aye.
Near the Republic border.
It's routine.
Money will get us through.
I got some American brothers visiting.
Alright, we're good.
Send them through.
All right, truck, move.
We'll pass through first.
And they'll check your IDs.
Shouldn't be a problem.
What the hell do we do now?
He paid them off.
Yeah, but for what?
Let's find out.
IDs?
IDs, let's go.
- Where are you headed?
- Coast.
Got a charter up in Dungloe.
Go on, then.
***.
They're getting through.
I don't know.
Go on.
- Hey. Thanks for handling that.
- Aye.
It's all good, brother.
Can I go down to
the shop, hang with Trinity?
No.
You stay up here.
Why?
Afraid someone's gonna shoot me?
Don't you brash me.
If you go down to the
shop, Triny'll have you stocking shells.
Come on, we'll go in your room
and set you up with some movies, love.
Ooh, I remember that age.
I'd have a rod taken to my
*** if I talked like that to my ma.
Good old days.
You were right.
Me going to Chibs in Charming
set this all in motion.
Sometimes the
heart beats the head.
Aye.
What do you know
about Kellan Ashby?
This is bad, Donny.
***!
Sit down, Casey.
Mother Mary.
Find the girl.
What the hell
are you doing, Jimmy?
Setting things right.
***!
Oh, my God!
You've burned it now, Jimmy.
Kellan practically
raised those brothers.
They are like sons to him.
Well, now he can
bury one of them, yeah?
Let's go.
We're not going with you.
Do I have to kill another one for
you to show you how much I love you?
I'm taking my family home.
- Ma...
- Okay.
Okay.
No more blood.
Come on, sweetheart.
It'll be all right.
My stuff.
I-I left my iPod in the bedroom.
Donny, would you be so kind as to
retrieve my lovely stepdaughter's iPod?
***!
Christ.
Aye!
Drop the gun.
Drop the gun!
Do it!
Triny, Triny!
Ma?
It's me.
We okay in there?
Yeah, she's fine.
I heard a scream.
On the floor.
Face down, hands above your head.
Sit.
Take Triny and Kerrianne downstairs.
What are you
going to do, Gemma?
My family has a few
things to work out with Jimmy.
That's a mistake.
Then it's my mistake!
Get the girls out of here!
Go on, girls, come on.
Put it down.
- What the hell are you doing?
- Protecting you.
Give me the gun.
I got to kill
this son of a ***.
Not before I kill you.
Mother of Christ.
You're crazy ***, the lot.
Shut up!
Get out.
You come trying to fetch me and
Kerri again, and I swear on my
Catholic God, I'll fill your
thick Irish skull with bullets.
Go.
Gemma, always a pleasure.
I'll see you real soon, love.
Why the hell did you stop me?
You kill Jimmy, and his crew
would wipe out your whole family.
Total bloody genocide.
You don't know.
Hey, brother.
How you doing?
Fine.
Welcome to the Republic, gents.
Thanks.
Pretty country.
Aye.
Jimmy's guys?
No, real army men keeping tabs.
These are Jimmy's boys.
Boys is right.
How old are they?
15, maybe.
That's who Jimmy is recruiting?
Aye, mostly.
Where's the guns?
Inside.
What happened back there?
The *** were supposed
to pick up SAMCRO.
Don't know.
Got no word from Jimmy.
Call him. I haven't heard him in so long.
These are magnificent.
Saws?
Who's dealing these?
We don't ask those questions.
Brilliant ***, man.
Seen a dozen trucks hauling hay.
Just another farmer bringing
the food back to the horses.
Never been stopped yet.
Let's hope we can
keep that streak going.
Once we're loaded,
army will drive the lorry.
We ride ahead and scout.
We'll pick up the rear,
make sure nobody flanks us.
Aye.
Where to?
It's another barn.
It's Hannahstown,
just outside Belfast.
Then the army takes
it over from there.
Right, come on, boys.
Let's get some muscle.
All right, buddy.
Where's Jimmy?
He's on his way.
You talk to him?
Look, Jimmy never
misses a transport. He'll be here.
What are you doing?
I thought I cleared your schedule.
I wasn't the one having
the procedure yesterday.
It really was a friend.
I'm sorry I
jumped to that conclusion.
Well, you weren't wrong.
I am pregnant.
I made an appointment for this evening,
so I'll need my day cleared tomorrow.
Do you have a ride?
I'll take a cab.
That's ridiculous.
I can take you.
That's okay.
I take 99 home.
It's not that far out of my way.
All right, thank you.
Juice.
Yo.
Keep an eye on O'Neill.
Got it.
Hap.
We should get moving.
We're not going anywhere
until Jimmy gets here.
That's not our call, brother.
The army sets the pace when they're ready.
Where the hell is he going?
Hey, where the
hell are you going?
Got to *** a ***.
Want to watch?
Do you?
No, I'm good.
Let's go.
Jesus Christ.
No, no, just give me a moment.
Right, okay.
That was Mo.
Jimmy's in Belfast.
He was looking for Fiona.
Why, what happened?
It's all right,
they're all okay.
Hey, hey!
What's this?
Hey!
Hey, what are you kids doing?
Come on...
It's a bloody trap!
Ram that door!
No!
Don't you start that!
Go, go, go, go, go!
Stand back!
Ram the *** door!
Son...
Son...
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Paddy!
Paddy!
My boy...
Paddy!
Paddy!
This was Jimmy.
We don't know that.
Blowing up guns,
had to be the Ulsters.
Where the hell were you?
I was taking a ***.
Your boys were watching.
The explosion
was seen for miles.
We gotta get out of here now.
Load the wounded.
Let's go.
Chibs, I'm sorry, man.
We gotta go.
Come on, brother.
Come on.
- No!
- Come on, mate.
He's gone. He's gone!
Come on.
You *** are dead!
No!
You *** are dead!
What do you need?
I heard about Lumpy.
What happened?
Head injury, internal bleeding.
It's pretty bad.
Any leads?
Lump says the guy was Mexican...
Mayan.
Jesus Christ.
I'm trying to save Charming PD,
Wayne,
but I'm running out
of *** to put in the plus column.
After this, I may not be
able to sway city council.
I need some wins.
Elliot.
Jacob.
How are you?
Oh, not so good.
Chief Unser just filled me
in on the attack at Lumpy's.
It was the same faction that was
responsible for David's death.
More brutal acts of violence brought on
by the men that you bailed from jail.
He sure knows
how to make an exit.
Yeah.
He's a ***.
Was it really Mayan retaliation?
Doesn't make sense.
What are you talking about?
Clay assured me that the feud between
SAMCRO and the Mayans was put to bed.
I saw him and Alvarez shake hands at St.
Thomas two days ago.
Thank you.
There's a lot
of bad blood there.
Don't take much to kick it back up.
You need to check out
that stretch of Liberty Street.
Every store went belly up.
Lumpy's the only one left.
I checked with the bank.
Not one of them foreclosed.
Then who owns them?
I don't know.
My guess?
A single developer's
buying out that block.
And they'd have a lot to
gain by clearing out Lumpy.
You're safe now.
No harm's gonna come to you.
Let's take the ladies to the rectory.
I'll have someone to watch them there.
We'll let Sean grieve.
Come on, girls.
Sorry about your friend.
So am I.
Can we talk?
Why are you doing this to us?
If you know where my
grandson is, just tell me.
I know it seems unfair.
You and your son are caught up in a very
ugly struggle, and I am sorry for that.
But the things I do are not
just about my Irish loyalty.
They're about keeping
promises to your family.
To my family?
John and I grew very
close while he was here.
I loved him dearly.
Guess you're the one, granted
him absolution from adultery?
No.
He struggled greatly
with his love for you.
John bailed on his family.
I watched my baby
sleeping in a coma while he was
here playing house with your sister.
So don't tell me how he struggled.
I didn't mean to be
dismissive of your pain.
- I understand you feel...
- You don't understand ***!
Hypocrites.
All of you.
Take the prospects,
head around back.
No. You take the
prospects around back.
We're going to the front.
I'm gonna need a little man.
20 count.
Okay. Go.
Oh, oh, oh.
Should I be counting, like
from now, or when they left?
Christ.
I'm good.
Shut up.
It's empty.
No Salazar.
***.
From the County Clerk.
Group buying up the properties on
Liberty Street...
Miltona Trust.
List of investors.
- Thanks.
- Uh-uh.
Son of a ***.
What the hell are you doing here?
We need to talk. Get in.
Don't ever come to my place
with business again. Do you understand?
Oh, what's the matter, Mr. Hale?
You ashamed doing business with me?
I'm regretting it.
You were supposed to scare Lumpy,
not beat him half to death.
I got him to sell, didn't I?
What do you want?
Need a favor.
I got some unfinished
business with the Sons.
Need to know where I can
find Jax Teller's old lady.
She ain't at the house.
We checked.
I need to know where she works.
I'm not telling you anything.
Baby?
You ashamed
of doing business with me?
I'm regretting it.
You were supposed to scare Lumpy,
not beat him half to death.
I got him to sell...
This is blackmail.
Yeah.
I got a nap for that, homs.
How're the girls?
Yeah, they're ok.
Safe.
Produce a dunphy on 'em.
I want a patch on them from now on.
You got it.
Talked to Oswald.
He's got cargo leaving
Manchester day after tomorrow.
You got to get your
family out of here.
He's right, Chibs.
Take Fi and Kerrianne,
head back to Charming.
No.
You got to
protect them, brother.
I am.
This is Kerrianne's home.
And she does not want to leave,
and I'm not gonna force her.
And the only way that I can
keep my baby safe
is when that *** O'Phelan is dead.
And I guarantee I am
gonna make that happen.
Yeah, okay, bro.
Hello.
Can you talk?
Yeah.
Um... I ran Kellan Ashby through
every database that I could.
Now, it's common knowledge that he's a
friend of the cause, but nothing ties him.
I mean, there are no arrests, there's no
seizures, he's never been interrogated.
He is a revered priest who has turned
down three promotions from the Vatican.
A saint.
Yeah, I'm afraid so.
I got another name
for you... Liam O'Neill.
SOA Belfast.
One of yours?
Pretty sure he and Jimmy
tried to blow us up today.
Are you all right?
Yeah, but five others are spread out
over a farm outside Dungloe.
Hey, look, I need you
back in one piece, okay, Jax?
I appreciate your concern.
Spare a ***?
It's almost 3:00.
Why aren't you in bed?
Not much of a sleeper.
Yeah, I get that.
How are you, Jackson?
I'm tired, Trinity.
Yeah.
Dammit.
- Are you ok?
- Yeah.
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.
I wasn't paying attention. I...
Oh...
Doesn't look like there's any damage.
Hey, I know you.
You're Jax Teller's girl, right?
Uh, I... yeah.
Who are you?
I'm his girl.
Whoa.
What the hell is this?
Hey.
Brunette's his old lady.
What about the redhead?
She an old lady, too?
I'm... I'm a doctor at
St. Thomas Hospital.
- She's the supervisor.
- Check her.
She's a supervisor all right.
Come on.
We're going for a ride.
Come on, let's go.
Get in.
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