Previously on Sons of Anarchy:

STAHL: It's Gemma's statement about what happened with Polly and Edmund at the safe house. If you want her cleared of the homicide, get her on board.

GEMMA: This is from Stahl. Do not get in bed with this bitch.

JAX: I'm telling you, this is what you need to do to protect SAMCRO.

GEMMA: So, Polly, she had a g*n. I sh*t first. k*ll or be k*lled. Then this A*F agent walked out of the back room.

WRIGHT: Can you identify the agent?

GEMMA: It was her.

WRIGHT: Agent Tyler?

TYLER: I know you've been talking to Jax Teller.

STAHL: I made a deal with Jax Teller to deliver Jimmy O'Phelan.

TYLER: What about Gemma's statement?

STAHL: You think that anything she says is going to hold weight? Come on, baby. This is huge, okay?

BROGAN: We know Jimmy's reached out the the Russians in Northern California.

CLAY: The, uh, ones we've been muling your g*n to?

BROGAN: Aye.

You need to k*ll him before he exiles someplace where we can't find him.

SALAZAR: Baby?

(tape recorder beeps on)

Ashamed of doing business with me?

JACOB: You were supposed to scare Lumpy, not b*at him half to death.

This is blackmail.

MARGARET: God, I'm so sorry.

LUISA: Hey, I know you. You're Jax Teller's girl, right?

TARA: Yeah. Who are you?

LUISA: I'm his girl.

(Luisa gasps)

TARA: Let her leave, and I'll save Luisa.

I'm sorry. She's gone.

BOBBY: It's Tig. JAX: What?

BOBBY: You're going to want to hear this. JAX: Yeah?

TIG: Hey, boys. Welcome home.

CLAY: Hey. TIG: Welcome home.

Come on. All of you.

CHIBS: Okay. Good to see you, Tig.

GEMMA: Aw.

JAX: Anything on Tara? TIG: No, brother.

I just talked to Unser. There's nothing new. I'm sorry.

JAX: All right. TIG: Okay. Come on.

JAX: What's that? TIG: Prospects spent all night on it.

A*F, Charming PD are digging into Salazar.

They talked to that aunt who owned that house, and they're rattling a few of the Calaveras.

So far, they got nothing.

CLAY: All right. I'll check in with Unser.

You see where Stahl is at.

KOZIK: We got a complication. TIG: Yeah.

Alvarez found out that the cops are all over Salazar.

Now, if Hector gets picked up, he could seriously blow a whistle on this heroin operation.

JAX: If the Mayans are looking for Salazar, they're not gonna give a shit about protecting Tara.

CLAY: Call Alvarez and set up a meeting.

And, uh, let's find this aunt who owns the house.

Maybe we can convince her to share some info on little Hector.

(Kozik talking indistinctly)

BOBBY: Well, that seems better. CLAY: Good.

'Cause we're gonna need Kozik.

And you, we're gonna have to get up to the cabin.

You got to get out of sight.

GEMMA: No. I want to stay here.

BOBBY: Piney's already up there, waiting for you.

GEMMA: Ooh, let him wait. BOBBY: Gem.

GEMMA: Nobody knows I'm back.

I just want to sleep in my own bed.

JAX: We'll lock down the garage. She'll be safe.

CLAY (sighs): Okay. For now.

JAX: I'm gonna dump my shit, and we'll go, yeah?

Take the baby.

Sure.

Bye, sweetie. I'll be right back.

LYLA: Hi.

OPIE: Hey, baby.

A little champion to be born.

Ain't he a little cutie.

(Abel cooing)

(door opens)

JAX: Hey.

GEMMA: Don't get used to staying here.

You're going home with your son and your old lady.

JAX: Yes, ma'am. GEMMA: Hey, sit down.

(Jax sighs)

I need you to tell me what's going on with Stahl.

JAX: Ma, we've been through this.

GEMMA: You're doing this for me, Jackson.

I think I got a right to know.

(Jax sighs)

JAX: You'll find out soon enough. You have to trust me.

GEMMA: I can't protect you from Clay if he finds out.

And if you go to jail with them knowing you're a rat, you'll be d*ad in a day.

JAX: Look, I promise, everyone is going to be okay.

(door closes)

(Salazar grunting, banging car)

(panting)

(chuckling)

GEMMA: This way.

OPIE: Wait here, baby.

There you go, my beautiful boy.

Can I ask you something?

Sure, honey.

Lyla and me...

I think she's sweet.

Seems good with her kid.

OPIE: Yeah, she is.

GEMMA: But she earns her living catching come in her mouth, and I'm sensing that's a problem for you.

OPIE: Donna begged me to give up the life.

I guess now I know how that feels.

I got no right to ask her to give it up.

GEMMA: No.

Unless you marry her.

She needs security, Ope.

Marry her.

My guess is, she starts working with her legs shut.

UNSER: I'm really glad you found the kid. CLAY: Yeah, thanks.

UNSER: Gemma?

(Clay sighs)

CLAY: Bail hearing is set for two days from now.

I don't know when I'm gonna see her again.

She ain't going anywhere.

UNSER: Okay. I'll make sure we stay clear.

CLAY: So, Tig fills me in on Hale and the department. Sanwa Sheriffs.

That a done deal?

UNSER: If I can tie Hale to Lumpy's death, we got a sh*t at keeping Charming PD.

Sheriffs take over Charming, and... it's a different town.

A whole new ball game for SAMCRO.

CLAY: So, how we do we prove that Hale's dirty?

UNSER: We gotta take Salazar alive.

Ratting on Hale is the first card he'll play.

CLAY: Okay. I'll make sure my guys know.

CLAY: Thanks for Gemma. UNSER: Yeah.

(phone ringing)

STAHL: Look who it is. My favorite frequent fliers.

JAX: I'll meet you back at the club house.

STAHL: Where's O'Phelan?

JAX: M.I.A. Just like Tara.

STAHL: All right, look. Salazar is still in the area.

We've got it locked down. We will find her.

Yeah, I know that you're taking a bit of an emotional beating here, Jax, and I'm sorry about that, but you and I have a lot at stake here.

JAX: The Irish gave Jimmy safe passage out of Belfast in exchange for my kid.

He's up north with the Russians.

STAHL: Putlova? JAX: Yeah.

We're into him. We got a brother in maximum security. Lenny the Pimp.

STAHL: Lenny Janowitz. The scumbag who k*lled three A*F agents?

JAX: Allegedly. Lenny's got direct ties to the Russians.

He's a real source.

But he's got no visitation rights, so we gotta use Otto to reach out to him.

STAHL: Otto's in the hole. JAX: He's out tomorrow.

If you can arrange for Lenny and Otto to get some yard time together we might get a lead on where Putlova has Jimmy stashed.

STAHL: All right, well, I'll see what I can do.

In the meantime, I'd like you to take a look at these.

Former high-ranking leaders of the IRA now make up the ruling council of the real IRA.

Did you have any contact with any of these guys?

JAX: Few of them look familiar.

I'll be able to focus when Tara's safe.

STAHL: We don't have time for this.

JAX: The sooner we find Tara, the sooner I find Jimmy.

JIMMY: Belfast is just a portal.

The g*n come from four or five different sources.

I still have all those relationships.

You'll be one of the biggest distributors of w*apon in the northwest.

VIKTOR: That's a very big promise, Jimmy.

JIMMY: Once I'm set up in Santa Catarina, we can work out the details.

VIKTOR: Securing your passage to South America means pulling in a lot of favors and paying off some very influential people.

It's a big risk for us.

I'm aware of that.

VIKTOR: Good, because we want our compensation up front. The full two million.

JIMMY: It was supposed to be 500 down, and the rest once I'm in Brazil.

I don't have that kind of cash here.

DONNY: We can probably pull together 700K, maybe 750.

JIMMY: I'll give you the g*n for cost, plus 20 for the first year.

VIKTOR: Cost, plus zero for the first six months.

Then if all goes well, cost plus ten for the next two years.

JIMMY: Fine. Make the arrangements.

We'll be back with the 750.

VIKTOR: I think you should stay here.

Your associate can make the collections.

JIMMY: Yeah, well, it'll go a lot quicker if I'm the one doing it.

VIKTOR: I'm not in any hurry.

You're lucky to have such a loyal man.

Be so easy for him to collect that cash and just disappear.

DONNY: How long of a drive is it to Vegas?

(Viktor laughs)

(others laugh)

UNSER: I just wanted to come by and make sure you're okay.

GEMMA: Yeah. Just last week, you were pulling a g*n on me.

UNSER: Technically, I pulled it on Tig. GEMMA: Right.

UNSER: Everything's shit side up, sweetheart.

This last year or so, this-this town... this...

It can't catch its breath.

GEMMA: It'll settle. It always does.

UNSER: Not this time.

It's all going away.

I'm sorry.

GEMMA: It's okay. UNSER: Uh-uh.

GEMMA: It's okay.

(Unser clears his throat)

GEMMA: Jax is in trouble.

Cut some kind of deal with Stahl.

UNSER: What's he giving her? GEMMA: I'm not sure.

UNSER: Well, the A*F's on this thing with Tara.

Stahl's working out of the station house.

I could, uh... I could talk to her, feel her out.

GEMMA: No. No, better not.

Everyone needs to really focus on-on finding Tara.

UNSER: Well, you're right. Okay.

Thanks for the chat.

GEMMA: Welcome back.

(Unser laughs)

CLAY: Marcus. ALVAREZ: Hey.

You find your boy?

JAX: Yeah, thanks. ALVAREZ: That's good.

I know why you want to talk.

JAX: Salazar has my old lady.

ALVAREZ: And I'm sorry about that, but I got to cop for my family, too.

Salazar's a thr*at to me and my club. He's got to die.

CLAY: Salazar's got a much bigger card to play than you.

He's running dirty errands for Jacob Hale.

We bring him in alive, yeah, it keeps Tara safe, but it also protects the heroin trade.

ALVAREZ: What are you talking about?

Think of Hale becomes mayor?

Charming turns into suburban Disneyland.

All protected by corporate-fortified county sheriff's department.

ALVAREZ: Salazar wants me d*ad, he'll give me and the heroin up just to watch us burn.

Look, I don't want to see the doctor get hurt, but her safety... it ain't my priority.

BOBBY: (bleep) Out! Out! Don't kick...

Do I have to listen to you anymore? No.

If I have to listen to one more word of this...

(woman speaking Spanish)

(man shouting)

CLAY: Anything?

BOBBY: Jesus, no. I... Her name's Ramona, I think.

I can't understand a word she says.

CLAY: Nobody speaks Spanish? Nothing?

JUICE: I'm a Puerto Rican from Queens. I speak better Yiddish.

(Alvarez speaks Spanish)

(Ramona speaks Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

(Ramona gasps)

(Alvarez speaking Spanish)

CLAY: What are we doing here?

(Ramona speaking Spanish)

(Alvarez speaking Spanish)

(Ramona speaking Spanish)

(Ramona sighs)

ALVAREZ: Let's go. JAX: Come on, let's stay with him.

ALVAREZ: Check the house. You take the road.

ALVAREZ: Ese! You'd better come see this!

OPIE: Shit.

(heavy sigh)

GEMMA: Office supplies? CHUCKY: No.

I really have to show this to you.

GEMMA: Not a good time, Chucky.

(Gemma sighs)

Need you to open the back gate for me.

CHUCKY: Where are you going?

GEMMA: I got to, uh, test-drive this Beamer.

Quality assurance.

CHUCKY: You're lying to me, right? GEMMA: That's right.

Now open the gate.

VIKTOR: You worry too much, Jimmy. JIMMY: Aye.

If Donny can't come up with the cash, I'm going to have to reach out to other people.

It'll mean me venturing out from your lovely hospitality here.

VIKTOR: You're a man in a very dire situation.

The Feds, your Irish brothers, a lot of people want you.

If you leave here, there are too many things that could go wrong.

And you simply know too much about us.

JIMMY: Jesus, Viktor, I'm not gonna get caught, and if I did, I'm not a rat.

VIKTOR: I know that, and I want nothing more than to continue our relationship.

But the only way that can happen is if we get you safely to South America.

And to do that, I need the money.

GEMMA: Get in the car. STAHL: Really?

GEMMA: g*n.

GEMMA: What are you doing with Jax? STAHL: What did he tell you?

GEMMA: Nothing. Which means it's bad.

STAHL: Your son has his priorities.

Family.

GEMMA: My son isn't thinking straight.

And I'm sure whatever he's got cooking with you is only gonna hurt this family.

STAHL: What do you want? GEMMA: k*ll the deal.

STAHL: It's not your decision.

GEMMA: k*ll the deal, or I turn myself in to the U.S. Attorney and tell him my statement was a pack of lies you fed me.

I'm sure that agent you're hanging all the blame on will have no problem backing me up on that.

STAHL: You have no idea what you're stepping on here, Gemma.

GEMMA: End the deal... or I end your career.

Now, get out.

(Gemma's car tires squealing)

(Tyler's car door slamming)

TYLER: What the hell was that? STAHL: Nothing.

TYLER: Gemma's a fugitive. We got to call it in.

STAHL: No, we don't.

TYLER: June... STAHL: Shut up and get in the car!

(indistinct police radio chatter)

BOBBY: Left it pretty bad with her, didn't you?

JAX: We got to find her, Bobby. BOBBY: Yeah.

Well, we just traveled halfway around the world to get your boy.

Tara should be a walk in the park.

JAX: Anything?

UNSER: Uh, looks like the girlfriend bled out, other victim was bludgeoned.

Laurie Allen.

Never made it home from work.

CLAY: Salazar k*lled her for the ride.

UNSER: Probably. Gray Lexus. We put out an APB.

SALAZAR: Ramona... R-Ramona... (speaking Spanish) (continues in Spanish) Adios.

KARA: Dr. Knowles.

TARA: We need to see Jacob.

JACOB: I need that spec sheet.

SALAZAR: Inside! (grunts) Let Charming know they got themselves a hostage situation.

CLAY: What's happening?

UNSER: Uh, sheriff's taking over. Negotiator's setting up a call with Salazar.

JAX: If it was Tara who k*lled this girl, a negotiator ain't gonna do shit.

Jax, they know what they're doing.

JAX: Salazar's gonna hurt her!

STAHL: All right, all right, look, as far we know, Tara is fine.

If he was gonna hurt her, he would have done so already.

Now, we will get her back.

CLAY: You need to keep it together, son.

JAX: Yeah.

(motorcycle engines rumbling)

BOBBY: What are we gonna do about them?

Shit.

Buy 'em some popcorn. Ain't nothin' any of us are gonna be able to do now.

SALAZAR: They're gonna be calling any minute.

You're gonna do the talking. Write this down.

I want a police vehicle.

Like, um... like a SWAT van. Something secure.

And I want enough food, water and gas to get to Tecate.

TARA: Mexico? SALAZAR: No. New Zealand.

What do you think, bitch?

I want to go to clear of cops and safe passage over the border.

JACOB: And let me guess... a suitcase full of money.

SALAZAR: No, there's only one other thing I want.

(phone rings)

(police radio chatter)

CLAY: You got his demands? UNSER: Yeah.

He wants a free ride to cartel country.

Gonna give us Hale for that.

JAX: What about Tara?

UNSER: He only lets her go if he can trade her for you.

JAX: Let's do it. CHIBS: Jackie.

The minute he sees your face, he'll g*n you down.

CLAY: He's right. I'm not gonna let you take that chance.

JAX: Salazar needs a hostage to get out of there alive.

He ain't gonna k*ll me.

STAHL: It's too risky, and it's against policy. I'm gonna call in the FBI.

We'll let tactical handle it, all right?

JAX: Look, he's desperate... he ain't gonna give us time to plan. I'm doing this.

SHERIFF: All right, there's only two ways out if this goes south.

Front door here... and a f*re exit out the back alley.

UNSER: I think we should load up the back.

That's the way he'll go.

STAHL: I'm gonna call in for more agents.

Why don't you let us take the back with local PD, and you can run tactical from here.

SHERIFF: That's fine by me. STAHL: Let's go.

SHERIFF: Tell them to make the call.

They're sending in Jax.

You're gonna k*ll him.

First I'm gonna k*ll you.

He can watch. And then I'm gonna k*ll him.

Come on! Come on!

Shut the door.

Get'em up.

Come on, come on!

Sit down!

I said sit down!

Let her go!

You don't tell me what to do!

Get up. Get up!

TARA: Okay, okay.

SALAZAR: I watched my girl bleed out and die.

Hey!

(s*ab, Salazar groans)

JAX: Hey. TARA: What?

JAX: You k*ll anyone that's not a cop.

JAX: They're in the office.

(Salazar yelling)

(glass shattering)

SHERIFF: Salazar's on the run; looks like the hostages are safe.

Watch the exits, people. He's gonna be moving.

STAHL: All right, sounds like he's headed to the front.

You guys back up the sheriffs. We got this.

Okay. Let's go. Out front.

STAHL: Come with me.

JAX: Nowhere left to run, bro.

Put the ax down, and I'll let you walk out of here alive.

SALAZAR: That's... that's bullshit.

JAX: It's not bullshit. You got dirt on Hale.

We want to see that prick burn.

I let you walk out of here, and you got to rat him out.

Come on, bro.

SWAT! Open up!

(s*ab, Salazar groaning)

(ax slicing, Jax groans)

He came at me with the ax. I had no choice.

(exhales sharply)

SHERIFF: Ten-four. Copy that.

(radio chirps)

Salazar att*cked Teller with a f*re ax. Teller k*lled him with his own Kn*fe.

CHIBS: All right, Jackie. BOBBY: That's some good news.

Sorry.

UNSER: Salazar's a 926. All the hostages are safe.

Let's bring it in, kids.

STAHL: Shit. TYLER: What is it?

STAHL: I've got a situation here!

Three Mexican males... maybe Mayan. We're pinned down.

(g*n)

Shit!

Agent down! I repeat, agent down!

Officers responding.

(Tyler gasping and groaning)

STAHL: Shh... shh-shh-shh.

Shh.

Just go, baby. Just go.

(hurried footfalls)

UNSER: Agent Stahl.

(police radio chatter)

Agent Stahl?!

Help me!

Over here.

(siren wailing)

Somebody help me!

(fetal heartbeat)

DOCTOR: Here.

Strong heartbeat.

Looks healthy.

(ultrasound monitor beeps off)

TARA: Thank you.

(Tara sighs)

(door closes)

HALE: I believe if I hadn't acted, all three of us would be d*ad.

And because of the ongoing investigation, I can't say any more about the case, but I do want to say...

UNSER: You doing okay?

MARGARET: Yes, thank you.

MARGARET: I'm so glad you're safe.

TARA: I'm so sorry. MARGARET: It's okay.

Thank you.

UNSER: Our conquering hero.

HALE: ...of the complete disregard these criminals...

UNSER: According to him, he brought down Salazar single-handed.

(Jax scoffs)

After this, Oswald would be an idiot to run against him.

JAX: Yeah. I'm sorry that didn't go the other way.

UNSER: Hmm. Well, I guess, uh, it's time to retire.

JAX: My mom's doing a breakfast tomorrow.

You should come by.

UNSER: I'd like that.

HALE: ... to City Hall as mayor.

CLAY: Whatever happens with these charges, we're looking at time.

Now we've got a game changer with this new Irish opportunity.

I'm not going to let that slip through my fingers, even if I've got to run it out of Stockton yard.

Which means SAMCRO is gonna need some bodies to make this happen.

We've got six guys willing to make the transfer.

BOBBY: Voting them in is going to have to take place after we're on the inside.

CLAY: Which means we got to vote in a new member before we go away.

We need Kozik to stay whole.

Jax and Piney's proxies, yea.

Me, yea.

TIG: No.

Sorry, can't do it.

(Tara sobbing)

JAX: Here.

TARA: Hi.

Hi.

JAX: The baby's fine.

GEMMA: I know.

(Tara laughing)

DONNY: 712.

It's everything I could get.

Sorry.

VIKTOR: And you had no faith.

(laughing)

STAHL: Everybody okay?

JAX: Yeah. You?

STAHL: Getting through it.

I, uh, I have to give my statement to our I.A. group.

JAX: I'm sorry about Tyler.

STAHL: Yeah...

Look, you and I need to finish what we started here, Jax.

JAX: I know.

STAHL: We just got word that Jimmy O is draining his shadow accounts out here.

He's gonna jump.

Then set up a meeting with Lenny and Otto.

We'll find Jimmy.

Finish all this.

Well, let's just hope that that happens before your mother t*nk the whole thing.

She took me at g*n today.

Told me to k*ll the deal with you or she would turn herself in and tell the U.S. attorney that I made her lie under oath.

Oh, sorry. She is afraid of what will happen if the club finds out about this.

STAHL: Look, I promise they won't find out if we do it the right way.

Now, I need the real IRA council, all right?

You give me names, I clear your mother.

You give me Jimmy, I clear your club.

LYLA: It's nice up here.

OPIE: This was my grandmother's ring.

For the next few days, I got to do a few things, and...

I'm not sure how it's all going to land.

Everything's changing.

LYLA: What are you talking about?

OPIE: We should get married.

(motorcycle engines revving)

That's right.

I just can't get past it.

KOZIK: Yeah. Yeah.

TIG: Clay's gonna get Lee or someone down here to make a fourth guy.

Just come back while I'm inside... They'll vote you in.

KOZIK: No, I'm not going to slip in the back door like some kind of bitch.

TIG: Yeah, I know. I know.

Gonna need you to finish things up here.

KOZIK: All right. I'm here till it's done.

TIG: Thanks.

KOZIK: I loved her, too.

TIG: Hey, baby. Hey, baby.

STAHL: And, uh, then I returned f*re.

I don't know if I h*t anyone.

They ran to the car and took off.

It was a late-model gray Honda.

IAD OFFICER: Okay.

Were they wearing colors?

STAHL: No.

I wasn't close enough to see any ink, you know, so I couldn't tell if they part of the Calaveras or the Mayans or some other crew.

IAD OFFICER: Okay, good.

Um, anything else?

STAHL: Yes.

Uh-uh.

Um, I need to disclose something.

Agent Tyler and I were having a...

...relationship.

Romantic. It was new, so we didn't have time to document.

Which makes what I'm about to tell you that much more painful.

Amy... Agent Tyler... confessed something to me today before she died.

IAD OFFICER: What was the confession, Agent Stahl?

STAHL: It is about what happened last month at the safe house with Edmond Hayes.

IAD OFFICER: Continue.

STAHL: Uh, she was first on the scene.

I arrived, and she recounted what had happened.

I made the call, filed the report, because I'm primary and...

Well...

She told me today that it was all a lie.

What happened at the safe house?

STAHL: She got into an argument with Edmond Hayes.

He... h*t her.

And then he tried to escape.

And she sh*t him in the back.

Then she hid when Gemma Teller showed up.

And she witnessed Gemma k*ll Polly Zobelle in self-defense.

And then she decided to frame Gemma...

...for the m*rder of Edmond Hayes.

IAD OFFICER: To protect her from the dirty k*ll?

(Stahl sobbing)

(IAD Officer sighs)

STAHL: No. To protect me. She knew how important this case was to my career. And she didn't want to disappoint me.

IAD OFFICER: So everything in Gemma Teller's statement was true?

(Stahl sniffles)

STAHL: Yes. Gemma was wrongly charged.
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