Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've got no beef with Samcro.
I haven't been able to say this yet on a club level.
That's him.
Bobby's passed out, facedown in Red Bush Mountain.
What for, bitch? What do you get?
No!
Are you gonna shoot me, Mr. Trager?
I'm the one who kills him.
No doubt, bro.
Right through this world All alone
When Clay finds out that I'm dealing crank and pussy in his backyard?
I don't know if you heard but we got out of the errand business some time back.
So why don't you just climb back into your little German clown car...
Love you.
Or what?
Please. Please.
...it's time for your 2:00 feeding.
See you, sweetheart.
I'll see the kids later, Ma.
Take off the mask, you goddamn filthy piece of shit!
Around the back!
And that salvation nets you a tidy real estate profit.
Charter to charter. Give you 20 percent.
We all just gotta give him a minute.
You better be real careful how you navigate around this one.
- What the hell are you doing, man? - I'm not leaving here with any doubt.
No.
Too many eyes here.
It's time that stopped.
Turns up two days later...
It's for my heart condition.
You take care of your sister. You hear me?
Your brother's brought me up to speed on your struggle.
Planning a trip?
Ope loves his kids.
We'll let you talk it through.
Lead me to the station Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
What's the matter?