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Jesus Christ.
I'll make sure of it.
I got the number.
Not sure the feds are gonna believe I did this at gunpoint.
I'm going with.
He's lost, baby.
Some folks looking for you.
Wanted to let you know that I'll be handling your transport...
Kellan doesn't call any shots...
- I am protecting you. - From what?
I'm here.
That's a risk I've gotta take.
Oh, I have to pee.
...but it looks like Samcro is planning a visit.
Bastards are going.
Aye.
Little more coffee?
- Oh, shit. - Let's go. Come on.
Cutting it close. - Sorry.
Morning.
My son?
She pulled a gun on me, took my key card.
It wasn't in the papers. The cops, the FBI, they don't give a shit.
In this tumbling picture frame
What you should do is get that porn bitch out of our clubhouse.
What about Fi and Kerrianne?
What the hell are you doing? - Coming with you.
You gotta keep me in the loop, Jimmy.
We had to give someone a ride.
What?
...corrupted by the opinions of others. - I didn't come here to talk about you.
Look into Abel's eyes before you do anything.
Nausea?
Busy morning for you.
Jimmy has them all convinced...