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...and he is now going after your livelihood, Clay.
I'm just trying to help Opie.
How you doing, beautiful?
He's unraveling the club.
- Luann hired security. - Get inside.
On the gate. One coming in.
How are the hands?
In Gilead
Everything caves under the weight of greed.
Up. Just get it off the bench.
I want Cameron Hayes' true IRA contacts.
I don't know.
Otto loses another eye, car bombs, assaulting Christians.
Look, I don't give a shit about this beef between you and Clay.
Okay, that's enough to get out Clay, maybe Jax.
Let me make this arrest go away.
I mean, I know that he was working with Hale to get to Zobelle...
- I'll meet you out front, Trissy. - Okay.
But if this split gets any worse...
- Put it under the driver's seat. - And don't skimp on the dope, all right?
I'll let our black daddies know it's all in motion.
Thanks.
Oh, shit.
Just let me grab the condoms real quick. Just...
Maybe it's time for a lesson, Gemma, for all of us.
Your office told me you were here.
New on the block. Clay.
You ever heard from Kohn?
Okay.
...Harleys getting all kinds of love from the family.
We should have protection before morning.
Why are you so sad?
Get him out how?