And Jax Teller's last wishes, disrespected.
Who's Jax Teller?
Who gives a fuck?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Fellas.
Look, we'll handle our side, and we've
got your back on whatever you want to do here.
We're standing right here man.
Hey!
Maybe you want to have a little sit down
with these motorcycle enthusiasts,
tell them how shit goes down in Redu.
I just might do that.
A little lower education never hurt anyone.
What the fuck does that mean?
You know, maybe it's just the juice talking,
but I kind of like this kid.
He's dumber than a pile of hair, but he's got balls.
Be smart here.
We'll come back and work things out.
You've got my word.
I haven't heard from you in months.
You're right.
I've been on sabbatical, but as they say, that's no excuse.
The Mexican authorities have a young woman
with a very unfortunate haircut in custody saying she
and her severely quaffed friend were a part of a murder
conspiracy spearheaded by your organization, sir,
fallout from a backdoor deal gone bad
or possibly Governor Palomo's upgrade
from a failing Galindo cartel to those plucky, young upstarts,
the LNG.
I don't have the report I wrote in front of me at the moment.
However, you should know that along with a murder warrant,
we've seized your property on both sides of the border,
and oh right, federal agents are descending upon your house in,
good Lord, 45 minutes, give or take.
Brothers.
Running into you.
How was the ride?
Too long and too hot.
You guys are aware you live in a fucking desert?
Yeah.
[LAUGHING]
So who do we go and fuck to get a drink around here?
You didn't tell me you guys got into it with the Mayans.
Into it?
Are they into it?
You know sex sells, you have to throw shade.
I know they fucked up your crew, but we'll make that right.
So you're going to join us or fuck off back to TJ, because I
don't have time for this shit.
NARRATOR: A kitten can be overwhelmed
by all the new stimuli of spring,
but gradually, it follows the lead of--
She's in the bathroom.
You know, the club doesn't even know
about any of this right now.
Of course, family's important.
You know, I would like that someday,
family shit to sort out.
I enjoy your cocoa.
Give us a minute.
The minute and all the precious minutes that follow
belong to you and yours.
What happened there?
I don't know.
I won him in a card game.
You think I had something to do with that shit?
I couldn't tell Charming, he was with you guys.
You'd just think he disappeared.
From what I saw, it ain't never going to be him.
Fuck!
Sons, Mayans, we've got history.
One wrong move can start a war, and wars don't make money.
Maybe I should call the Scotsman,
let him know the Mayans are getting
away with murdering his son, because you're
afraid he'd find out.
You're double dipping.
And the Mayans ain't getting away with shit.
Are you fucking looking for me, huh?
[LAUGHS]
Let's go get him.
[MEN FIGHTING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Oye, there's more out back.
Corren, corren!
Let's go.
The police!
Freeze!
Calm down!
Get him out of here!
Calm down!
Settle down!
That's enough.
Emily, wait, Emily!
Come on.
Emily, Emily!
I brought you these.
Wanna smell them?
What are you doing here?
Shh.
Dog stray.
Did they carry you here?
Can you breathe OK?
[CHOKING]
[MACHINE BEEPING]
Hey.
Just a little asphyxiation play, sweetheart.
Don't you dare king chain me and my bruiser.
You're going to point a gun at me, motherfucker?
What are you doing?
Marcus, we didn't start this.
What have you done?
This is my fucking club.
You fucking hear me?
This is my fucking club!