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Sounds like a job for a loving son to me.

Running guns doesn't sound much like a Pope Industries venture.

He'll just use us to set up his network, then dump us for a local cheaper source.

Oh, ooh, oh Oh, ooh, oh

I'm sorry. That couldn't be helped.

Take it easy. There is nothing to tie. What's this have to do with my house--?

Look, I need these guys, Charlie.

Nothing. You think Sambel got us good intel?

Okay, sweetheart? Just get me out of here.

He gets what he wants. Out of guns.

And they want him to run point on distribution.

What the hell's been going on?

Find him and I'll meet you outside.

We're listening.

Away from Gemma.

Okay, put him with the guns.

No, if they wanted to kill someone close, it would've been family.

I don't wanna keep things from you.

All right, get his friend's attention.

They'll nosh you up

I think the marshal is looking for anything, any way to hurt the Sons.

I'll let everybody know.

It should have worked.

And he told the council that both those things were false promises.

You think it was a hit? If it was, Delaney won't be able to tell us.

He'll be good for the cause.

Hey, Gemma, why are you doing this?

New partner's very cute.

Just my bodyguard.

Look, I hear what you're saying.

What now? Irish.

I'm gonna pretend I didn't even hear that.

All right. I got to go to Diosa, meet Colette and Barosky.

You bought yourself two minutes.

I'm just looking for a little disclosure, ese.

Shit, hey, hey.

What do you need from me?

You were a good fit for Jax.

All right, you and Juicey head to T-M. We need bodies.

Just get in the car, scooter boy.

We did find blood and fibers in his truck. We're waiting on lab results.

It's my problem.

Galen let me know that the offer for me to be the distributor's still on the table.

You know where this pen came from?

That hush-hush, huh? Mm-hm.

Where we going?

What station you out of, sheriff? Now, that's not your concern.