Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You get what I'm sayin'...

Sorry, baby. I might have to... finish you off later.

You girls selling cookies?

And ride like the wind while his wheels go around"-

Do you have any idea how much heat I'm gettin' on this?

is what happened to that little girl.

We'll find the sick bastard.

How you doin', Ernie?

Has Jax been around?

Sometimes he gets lost.

I'm- I'm glad I'm not sick. You're a tough doctor to track down.

especially my conscience.

Two are still in P. Bay, other's Johnny Yates. Got a P.O. Box in Pope.

- I'm kind of in the middle of something. - We know.

I mean, all of these men will vouch for me. I'm a saved man.

If they're not here, get them here now.

things that we can never take back.

all the dirty little secrets buried.

Come on, Jax. Come on.

So do I. And you're not suicidal.

Shit. Thanks, Mom.

His mother raised fightin' dogs up in Pope.

# If they don't stop it, baby #

Oswalds have been in this town a lot longer than Sam Crow. I know what you are.

- I think she remarried. Last name is Chester. - Thanks.

Fresh pot, boys.

I knew that would turn bad.

Whatever shit you stir up, make sure the Nords stay clear of it.

Had a little conversation with Tristen.

Not unless he grows tits.

Hear you guys are harboring a fugitive.

You bad. You bad, girl.

- Nice. - There you go. Thank you very much, ma'am.

# But there ain't no stoppin', baby #

Call Trammel. See if he can scare up an address on Mother Yates.

- The junkie's awake. - Don't call her that.

- Hospital's a little nervous about the liability issues. - I'm sure they are.

We ate at Meyers, and we shot pool at the Dog. Ask around.

Sam Crow's a huge piece of our income.

Sweetheart, in her head...