Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What?
Well, I'll press McGee for that truth, but either way we got no choice.
You exert a strong influence over Tara.
Come on, come on Won't you get me my room?
My mother.
I know.
Yeah
I get it, man.
...he kidnapped Jax's son.
Jax, get your boy.
Right. Well, give us a call when you arrive in Stranraer.
Do you know where my grandson is?
Must be his old lady. Yeah.
You doing okay?
Come on, come on, Unser must have called this in.
You're a bad liar, Wayne.
Yeah. Maybe you can push her for more information.
You made a deal with the feds. - I don't give a shit.
...you're gonna have to fill the prescription.
Do you have a moment?
Put somebody else in charge.
- Yo. - T.O. called.
Got you loaners and put you up at the flophouse just off the alley.
I don't know.
Considering.
You're not going to jail.
You need anything, you call Samcro.
With my son?
- What? - Just go. Now.