Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You just get some sleep.
Safe house is gone.
No one knows.
It's okay.
Okay, I'll call the Chicken Man. I'm sure he'll gladly suck up the Adderall.
Someone rang up the shop. Very mysterious lad.
No, can't be.
Is it Uncle Kel?
We just want them reduced. Short time.
Shit.
Or this all goes away for both of us.
You tell Clay my bullshit MC's got some reach, eh?
You'll have more truth than you can handle.
- H-A-L-E. - Not here. Let me go check the system.
- They just found him. Guys, I didn't do anything.
...and then I'm gonna let Chibs cut him from ear to ear.
You should go to Lumpy's. See if he can unload the steroids.
...to a janitorial supply house.
I'll finish those books, darling.
- Gemma's awake. Wants to talk to you. - Okay.
Shit. I better find Chucky.
I have to confirm the tracker with Serg today.
I am handling it. Please go back to bed.
He's sticking to his story.
Told her I'd sign off on her bullshit story.
Be good.
Aye, I have.
Talking this way makes me feel very conspicuous.
Ashby's.
Your career's taken a huge hit.
- It's on me. - It's on all of us.
It's what Jax said.
Don't underestimate her.
Cameron killed Half-Sack, tied me up and took Abel.
Nothing you could have done about that?