Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Tara's here. - All right.

You'll know everything soon enough, baby.

I'll give you the location. But you gotta hang back, a few miles at least.

I love you too.

Yeah, 2 mil, more or less.

I just came from your mother.

These are reckless times, Clay.

Jax is lying to his club.

You don't know that.

Hey, don't bend them.

You just signed my death warrant.

Children cry in their mother's arms

Losing Abel. All the death.

I gotta think killing one of your own might be a bad career move.

Putlova's got no love for the Irish.

Killed five members in Northern Ireland.

She hates all of me.

They call him the matador

I live and love with you

Put your hands on the wheel.

What's going on, Jax?

Get it on, get it on

I have a feeling.

Get it on, get it on, get it on

The king is gone But he's not forgotten

...it could buy us enough time to get Jimmy out of there.

With a blade and a smile

All it needs is my signature.

What's this idiot doing?

Let's go, kids. Yeah.

Hey, Lyla's got something she wants to say.

The crowd rose As the blood's running warm

Hey. Been looking for you.

Tig, can I show you something?

Close it off. - Yes, ma'am. Let's go. Move.

Take a few. They're big numbers.

All right. Why don't you, uh...? You find out what that would look like?

I know what you have to do.