Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God takes your soul You're on your own

- Thank you. - For what?

- Go get Dr. Gallagher. - He's in surgery.

We are not gonna make it out. They're looking for the truck.

I don't know, but helping Gemma was my way of making up for it.

...that folks are just fat Irish sheep moving with the loyal herd.

Hopefully you'll do a better job keeping your guys in line.

All you got is an impression...

Secret babies are a bad idea.

Can't handle the thought that something bad might happen to you too.

Make sure these shitheads aren't late.

I'm guessing those wetback skulls are gonna be there.

And if the cops don't believe the lie, then I guess I'll suffer the consequences.

I can keep them safe in the rectory.

- Take it off. Take it off. - Take it off, bitch.

- Hey, this comes with a price. - And nobody's buying today, Tig.

I told Clay, the sheriff's initiated.

The Bastards need help.

Think it's gonna take more than a little porn pussy to scare away Tara.

You guys take the Cutlass and go to the plane.

We talked to Oswald. We're all set. We leave this afternoon.

Let you know Samcro is on their way.

Hey, darling. - Father.

That sounds fair.

Now, if he don't care, I do.

What's going on?