Sons of Anarchy s02e05 Episode Script

Hey.
Good morning.
Baby with Neeta? - At the park.
Jax? - Cleaning out the garage.
Ugh.
You still that sore? Yeah, it's getting worse.
I'm just so goddamn stiff.
Are you dry? Like the Mohave vagina.
It's the stress.
Your body isn't producing enough estrogen.
I'll write you a prescription.
- Hey, Ma.
Hi, honey.
You take a box of clothes from the garage? Haven't done anything out there.
I'm missing a box.
I cleaned some shit out there before the baby came home.
There was a box of laundry, had a serious stink to it.
Well, where is it? Tossed it.
Just a bunch of old T-shirts, funky underwear.
Why? What are you looking for? An old Harley manual.
Hard to find.
Sorry.
- Morning, children.
Hello.
- Thought the prospect was with you.
- No.
Wee man goes under the knife today.
- He's getting his sack filled.
- Excuse me? He's completing himself.
We're supposed to meet Clay.
- I'm ready.
- Dump these in my truck.
- Oh, sweetheart.
- Pleasure.
- Remembering breakfast with Daddy? Oh, yeah.
Kippers and oat cakes, delicious.
- See you later.
- Bye, babe.
- Hi.
- I think it's flat.
Went out on the 18.
You rode on this all the way from the highway? - It's bad, isn't it? - The rim's shot.
- The alignment's probably out of whack.
- Will it take long? We don't stock hybrids.
It'll take a few hours.
Shit.
You're one of Luann's girls.
- Lyla.
- Opie.
Yeah, I know.
- Can you get me the number for a cab? - Going to the studio? Well, I have to get him to school first.
Dog can give you a lift, if you don't mind the tow truck.
Really? That'd be great.
- Dog.
Yo.
Mind giving her a lift to Luann's studio? Sure, yeah.
- Take the truck.
Car should be ready this afternoon.
- Okay.
Great.
Thank you.
- Sure.
Right this way, ma'am.
Watch your step.
I just wanted to check in.
See how Charming was treating you.
Well, it's a unique little town.
I understand your devotion.
- And business? - It's growing.
Glad to hear it.
Did you get my proposal on the Oswald property? - I did.
It's an ambitious development.
- And a lucrative one.
When this land becomes available, I will need capital investors.
- Lf this land becomes available.
- Oh, it will.
Well, then I'll be happy to make some calls on your behalf, but I, uh I have to be honest, Jacob.
It's difficult to get support for someone who is not affiliated.
Well, this This is our membership coordinator.
- And this problem? - On their way to being a footnote.
You want us outside? Oh, if you don't mind.
Hey, how you doing? I'll be in touch.
Man, that's a sweet, sweet smell.
It's Panamanian.
I thought it was, uh, time I come by, give you a proper welcome.
I don't know if you know this, but a lot of the shopkeepers around here Kick up an exorbitant vig for the seed money you loaned them.
As you can see, I don't need startup.
Ah.
But you're gonna need protection.
Keep this beautiful setup from turning into, say, that crank lab.
You're adding extortion and graft to your résumé? Seems awfully nefarious for mechanics and Harley enthusiasts.
Well, you pay or you go away.
Your choice, Adolph.
We start slow.
A grand first of every month.
Welcome to Charming.
Yeah.
Stockton called.
Inside's a go.
And about here, we need to humble Mr.
Morrow.
Yes, sir.
You, let's go.
Hold him.
Get his arm.
Beating was from the League.
This is from me.
Riding through this world All alone God takes your soul You're on your own The crow flies straight A perfect line On the devil's path Until you die Gotta look this life In the eye What are you doing here? I just had a visit from Clay Morrow.
Trying to extort protection money.
Figured it was a good time for us to reconnect, assess our options.
That's Samcro blowing up a private residence.
Arson, vigilantism.
Torching the meth lab that you financed? Laundry list of potential convictions.
Well, I can't just toss around photos and DVDs and expect that shit's gonna land.
I'm not taking anything to the DA that doesn't have legs.
Why don't you try both these legs on? See how they feel? Teamwork, David.
We all want the same thing.
So I just rub this shit on? - On your wrists.
Two pumps, no more.
And if you notice a big hormonal spike, it means you've done too much.
My whole life is a hormonal spike, sweetheart.
What is it? Gemma? Gemma.
Shit.
- Oh, shit.
I'm so sorry.
- Oh, my God.
Jesus Christ.
I'm sorry.
Oh, man.
I'm sorry.
Ugh.
You son of a bitch.
What do you want? I just got back from Stockton.
Zobelle had Otto jumped.
League's got a reach straight to the Aryan shock collars.
What does that have to do with Charming? We don't know what we're dealing with here.
Zobelle's not Darby.
He ain't some half-bright thug.
- Where you at with him? - Nowhere.
I gave you the meth lab, and you gave Darby a pass.
Hey, I didn't give anybody a pass.
Don't you see the pattern here? You're so hell-bent on burning us, you keep getting in bed with the devil.
Happened with Stahl.
Now it's happening with Zobelle.
It's gonna be the same shit, man.
People die.
People get hurt.
- Like Opie and Donna.
- That was not on me.
Get out.
Oh, shit.
- Would you excuse me for one sec? - Sure.
- Hey, Daddy.
- Hello, sweetheart.
- How'd we do? - It's all set.
The van's in place.
Good.
I'm sorry.
Guess I'm lucky you didn't blow my head off.
You okay? That running couldn't have felt good.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Who was the girl? Jesus Christ, Gemma.
You have to talk about what happened.
I know what it's like to keep something like this inside.
I doubt that.
You know why I was carrying that gun a few months ago? The Fed.
- You got a restraining order.
- Yeah.
He went after you? Yeah.
Raped you? It almost went there.
I was able to stop him.
Does Jax know? I had to tell someone.
- I knew it would eat me up if I didn't.
- What did Jax do? Well, there was nothing he could do.
Kohn was already gone.
My point is you need to get this thing out of your head before you kill someone or get yourself killed.
I made an appointment for you.
Dr.
Lich.
She's a friend.
- She's easy to talk to.
- A shrink? You're gonna talk to her, or I'm gonna tell Hale you assaulted me.
Throw your crazy ass in jail.
Tables were reversed.
You came to me with what happened.
Shit, I would've cut you off a long time ago.
It's my way of saying what you doing for me the club means a lot.
You're welcome.
You still have to see the shrink.
- Main level, Room 114.
- Yes, ma'am.
- What do you want? - Get down off your high horse.
- Hey, that's pretty good there.
- Thanks.
Ricardo.
So, uh Unser tells me the county's looking at your land.
Well, that's my problem.
If it happens in Charming it's Samcro's problem.
Got a letter from the zoning commission.
They're filing for eminent domain.
Wanna run a highway through my timber, I unload now or lose it to the county for next to nothing.
- Bullshit.
- No, it's real.
Jacob Hale's putting together investors for a housing development.
If it's residential, the county can't run a highway.
I have no choice but to sell it to them.
Don't be signing off on nothing till I get back to you.
I wanna do some digging.
- Okay.
- Why don't you get me the letter? That was Bobby on the phone.
We're all set.
Everyone's gonna be at the table, 5 p.
m.
We move on this Zobelle shit right away.
That thing with Otto should never have happened.
My fault for not shutting these assholes down sooner.
Things go like they have, Jax is gonna go a different way.
I ain't gonna let Jax or nobody else stop us from what we gotta do.
Retaliation is what we do.
Yeah.
It's the three of us and Bobby.
We still need five for majority.
Chibs might go with Jax.
My old man too.
You talk to Juice.
- You tell him how important this is to us.
- All right.
Hey, how's Otto? Nearly blind.
Jesus.
- What's the retaliation? - I don't know.
That's the problem.
Not enough intel.
We strike back now, we could be playing right into their hands.
Zobelle's squeaky clean.
Not even a parking ticket.
Gonna have to do some street-level recon to find something.
- Exactly.
We know how deep Zobelle's tied to the AB.
What we gotta figure out is what he wants with Charming.
Well, we need to make some new alliances.
Protect our boys inside.
That's my point, man.
That's why we gotta look past our short-term need to hurt these guys.
So where does Clay land on this? It ain't about me and Clay.
It's about survival.
Everybody's hurting already, brother.
And this shit between you and Clay, it doesn't happen in a vacuum.
Now, you want my support, you gotta tell me what the hell is going on.
I can't tell you.
Hey.
You old enough to watch this shit, Piney? I hired him.
Security.
- I make the girls feel safe.
Ha, ha.
- Yeah.
- Dirty old bastard.
- I'm trying.
I need you at the table tonight.
Well, then I'll be there, won't I? Think about what I said.
How's Tara doing? Well, I heard that Gemma clocked her and broke her nose or something.
Jesus Christ.
Pharmacy call Operations.
What happened? It was nothing.
Just stupid.
My mom did that? We were on the street.
I came up behind her and must have startled her.
That's a solid shot to the face.
It was an accident.
You know this total-disclosure thing works both ways? I know.
Room 212.
Here you go, Margaret.
I have to get back.
Almost finished with the ROs.
If you need to speak with someone, file a report, you can take Why would I wanna do that? I know your guy is part of the motorcycle gang here.
Club.
- It's a motorcycle club.
- Right.
Well, I hope the club doesn't become a problem.
My personal life has nothing to do with the hospital.
I know, but when that personal life hits you in the face hard enough it can't help but impact your work.
Then it becomes the hospital's problem.
It's just a heads-up from a friend.
Are you Dr.
Knowles' friend? Uh No.
What the hell is it with you and busting chicks' noses? This one was an accident.
I promise.
- What are you doing here? - Same thing you are.
Got mad love for Tara.
Come on.
Get me the hell out of here.
Know any names on that letter? - No.
County officials turn over all the time.
I'll float it around the city clerk's office.
See if any names jump out.
Well, make sure you keep it clear of your deputy.
Zobelle could be pulling strings on both the Hale brothers.
Conspiracy theory? Sounding a little paranoid, aren't you? - Better to be safe than stupid.
- Speaking of stupid Come on.
- Shit.
Oh, man.
- Hold on.
Watch this.
Shit.
Get off.
- You gentlemen got something to say? - What the hell you doing? A street brawl ain't the answer, Ope.
Use your h You son of a bitch.
Get up! Come on.
I realized that in my downward spiral of hopelessness I was actually falling into the huge hole created by my absence of basic human graces.
The most obvious was forgiveness.
If I was wronged by anyone in or out of the club I had to be compensated.
Money or blood.
There was no turning the other cheek.
When relationships become a ledger of profit and loss you have no friends, no loved ones.
Just plusses and minuses.
You are absolutely alone.
I need to ask you something.
I need the truth.
Okay.
It seems to be a suspicion you're involved with Zobelle somehow.
This coming from your MC buddies? Don't matter where it come from.
Is it true? You're accusing me of being in someone's pocket, you hypocrite? You've been on Clay's tit since you were a goddamn uni.
He barks and you jump.
Whole town knows it.
Chief of Police.
What a goddamn joke.
Why do you think I chose you for my second? Huh? A single-minded, self-righteous pain in the ass? You're the good guy.
Okay? The clean one.
I need you to stay that way.
Otherwise, this whole department's a goddamn joke.
Sit down.
I'm gonna tell you something that never leaves this room.
About a month ago I found Gemma Teller in the utility house off 18.
Beaten and raped.
It was Zobelle's Aryan crew.
Did it to hurt the MC.
Crush the matriarch.
- Why didn't you? - Gemma refused to tell them to let it twist up the club.
We staged the car accident to cover up her injury.
Jax? - None of them know? - No.
Are you sure it was Zobelle? No tangible proof.
Couldn't make an arrest if I wanted to.
Made a promise to Gemma to keep the dirty secret.
Same promise you just made.
I need you to know who Zobelle is so you can make your own choice about what's best for Charming.
You know anyone on the San Joa zoning commission? County's looking into Oswald's land.
Guess your big brother's salivating at the idea.
What? I'm gonna cut them loose with a warning.
Good.
We can't afford to feed them anyway.
This happens again, you'll do 30 for public disturbance.
- Now get out.
- Yes, sir.
- Thanks.
Clay, Jax, need a minute.
What's this? You guys running surveillance on us? Not me.
Zobelle.
Got footage from a security camera.
That's Opie torching the meth lab.
Jesus Christ.
Why are you giving us this shit? I'm not Unser.
I'm not on anybody's payroll.
There's something else you should know.
A few years ago, this developer a buddy of my bother, got caught running a scam.
Got a zoning official on the take threatened landowners with eminent domain.
Forced them to sell their property on the cheap.
My old man was a judge on the case.
He buried it.
The guy walked away.
Jake's buddy's got a new job on the San Joaquin Zoning Commission.
- There's no highway? - Doubt it.
Appreciate it.
Appreciate the commercial opportun What are you doing, Elliot? We don't have an appointment.
We do now.
- What's this about? Sorry, gentlemen.
- We're in the middle of something.
- Yeah, stealing my land.
I understand your frustration.
But there is no theft here.
You will be compensated for every acre.
How are the folks in Charming gonna react when they find out one of their founding sons sold them out running the same real-estate scam your old man buried some years back? You're speculating in a tainted land deal.
Little brother has a good memory.
We should finish this later, gentlemen.
Excuse me.
Hey, you doing okay? How's the nose? I've been sitting here watching him trying to figure out how I fit into all this.
What do you mean? The violence the porn, the other girls, your mother.
I try to rationalize, but I It's not normal.
- What's normal? - I can't I can't shake this feeling that something bad is gonna happen to him, to us.
I just don't know how to live with that.
I'm trying to find my place here, Jax.
Wait here.
I wanna show you something.
My dad wrote this before he died.
It's his vision for the club.
And what went wrong and how to save it.
I'm gonna get us out of all of those things that you're afraid of.
You stay with me, I promise you'll find your place.
It's been a shit year.
I know we were laying low trying to shake off this ATF stink.
And I would never put a member of this club at risk.
But we underestimated Zobelle, the League's reach.
Now he hurts a brother.
If we don't act now, it's gonna be a sign of weakness.
They'd do it again.
And we've got an obligation to this club to this town, to crush this threat.
Retaliation must be harsh and immediate.
That's what we do.
What we've always done.
I agree with everything you're saying.
We underestimated Zobelle.
We gotta protect our club, our town.
Retaliation is undisputable.
But if we do it now we're doing it half blind.
These guys aren't gangsters.
They're moneyed, smart and connected.
Both sides of the law.
They wanted us to blow up Darby's meth lab.
That's us doing it, caught on security cameras.
Ope's face plain as day.
Otto getting jumped was bait Zobelle knew we'd take.
But out here, he's not using the muscle.
He's using the law.
He expects us to retaliate.
He wants it.
And he's ready for it.
I love Otto.
I wanna give him his eye but not at the expense of my club.
We gotta wait.
Due diligence.
Learn.
Let's vote it.
Immediate retaliation.
Yea.
Absolutely, yea.
Don't feel right.
So no.
Yea.
Nay.
Yea.
Four-two.
Where you at, brother? Smart vote nay.
Nay.
Four-four.
No majority.
We wait on retaliation.
When you want blind action you go to Tig.
When you want the truth, you come to me.
I don't know what's going on between you and the boy but somebody has got to start making decisions that protect this club.
That's what I did.
- Thank you.
Bye-bye.
Bye.
All right, you're all set.
Next time, pull over and call us.
Okay.
Or you can call me.
Fill the hole, Marty.
Got one in the back.
Hey.
What's going on? Tough vote.
- Where is he? - He's inside.
Tell me.
Maybe you were right about your boy.
He's more and more like his old man.
I keep trying to bring him close, you know? I keep losing.
I just want him to love me.
He does.
I ain't so sure anymore.
I'm nothing without you.
Shit.
Oh, no.
Chibs.
Chibs.
Chibs.
Tara! Oh, my God.