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-Please, Clay. I can't. -You got no choice.
Ray, there's nowhere left to go.
-Let's go. -All right.
Yeah.
The feds want the Irish and the cartel.
-We gotta take care of this guy. -Oh, Christ.
She don't want me.
I love them so much, baby.
I hit a goddamn tree.
What do you want?
Clay was the one that put the Nomads in motion.
To Charming?
...you take this bullshit intel to the sheriff and I catch up on some paperwork.
Drop the clips. Slide them across the floor.
-Well, if the other Nomads went after Unser.... -We'll find out.
-Why'd you go after my mom and kids? -We didn't.
I know you will find him before I will.
The hand belonged to Charles Turner.
Do you remember anything from last night?
Come on, man. It's a club problem.
These attacks aren't coming out of my camp.
The dirty secrets will start to flow just like they always did.
Let's go.
I know. I'm gonna handle it.
- Yeah. - Pope, and he wants to meet.
But how do I know the orders aren't coming from you?
Well, maybe we should let her make that call.
Gave Charlie his custom chopper. Worth, like, 75K.
-Why the hell would I do that? -Because you're a greasy scumbag animal.
...I gotta cross everyone else off the list before I go there.
Understood. Betrayal's an awful thing.
What did you do?