Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Stay out of my way! - Gemma!
You don't deserve a son.
In.
Clay will be handling the distribution of our guns in Northern California.
Yeah, thank God that kind of shit is a rarity in this neighborhood.
Bitch!
No, no, no, Fabio. Lady wants a word.
Are we really gonna play this game, Vincent?
- What about her? - I'll take care of it.
Babe, I promise.
Oh, Filip.
I'm so glad you're back, sweetheart.
For now.
Ma'am... Come on.
Boys, I'm-I'm sorry, but I'm...
Shit went down with Charming Heights, I'm done after this term.
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Oh, yeah, sure. How can I help you, sweetheart?
He's a sensitive thing.
Ah, and a biker queen.
Thank you, Gemma. Thank you.
Are you kidding? That ginger gash.
Hah!
Previously on Sons of Anarchy...
If the parents deem a grandparent unfit, they can
I'll be in court the rest of the day.
What do you want me to do?
I know.
- Yeah, yeah, okay. - Come on.
You guys good with all that?
Thank you, man.
Because you're a scumbag.
Thank you.
What happened, Gem?
No, it's okay.
Well, I asked her about the will and this guardian shit.
His rap sheet is filled with gang-banging, assault, drug charges...
Letters are good.
How big is your mother?
You did this hood a service.
Hello, Counselor.
We'd be breaking ground next month if Damon Pope hadn't been murdered.
I'm so sorry.
Tell Gaalan I'm honoring his demands.
You'll have no problem finding dirt.
And, uh, you think Jax will sign it?
Is everyone else okay? Gemma?
So she picked another person to become the boys' guardian.