Sons of Anarchy s03e08 Episode Script

Lochan Mor

I remember you back in the GPO With Connolly and Clarke Laughin' with McDermott Through the bullets and the sparks Always with the smart remark Your eyes blazin' and blue When we needed confidence We always turned to you When they shot our leaders Up against Kilmainham wall You were there beside us In that awful Easter dawn Hey, big fella Where the hell are you now When we need you the most? Hey, big fella Come on Tabhair dom do lámh Back on the streets of Dublin When we fought the black and tans You were there beside us A towerin' mighty man And God help the informer Or the hated English spy By Jaysus, Mick, you'd crucify them Without the blinkin' of an eye Still you had a heart as soft As the early mornin' dew Every widow, whore and orphan Could always turn to you Hey, big fella Where the hell are you now When we need you the most? Say, big fella Come on Tabhair dom do lámh We had to turn against you, Mick There was nothin' we could do 'Cause we couldn't betray the republic Like Arthur Griffith and you And though we had to shoot you down In golden Béal na Bláth I always knew that Ireland Lost her greatest son of all Hey, big fella Where the hell are you now When we need you the most? Big fella Come on Tabhair dom do lámh Hey, big fella - Too long, brother.
- Good to see you, Keith.
Travel well? - We're all in one piece.
- All right.
Good to see you.
Look at you.
You little bastard.
Come here! - Grand to see you, son.
- Uncle.
Really glad you're here, mate.
The last time I seen this wee shite, he was in nappies.
I was 15 at the time.
How's my girls? Priest stashed Fi and Kerrianne at St.
Matt's Rectory.
They're safe.
Meet's being arranged.
You're good boys.
You're good boys.
Thank you.
Thank you.
This thing with O'Neill.
We okay? Good to see you, mate.
All right.
Let's get you fellas home, huh? Where's my lawyer? I don't know.
Maybe she's in Belfast.
That's very funny.
Not as funny as speeding, reckless endangerment, obstruction of justice You know, speeding, maybe.
But everything else is just hearsay.
Bail's been posted.
Who? - Oh, doc, thanks.
Can we go? - Get his stuff.
This way.
Handed over our information to the FBI.
They're gonna be talking to hospital personnel today about Gemma's escape.
I know.
If there was something maybe you forgot to tell us yesterday, it's understandable.
You could catch me up now and I'll make sure the feds know it was our oversight.
I didn't forget anything.
You're a doll.
Somebody else is gonna have to pick up that tow truck from the impound.
Your license has been suspended.
What? Why? You took three arms of law enforcement on a hundred-mile-an-hour goose chase.
It'll be two years before you're behind a wheel.
Are you serious? How the hell am I supposed to work? How am I gonna ride? Come on.
You'll be dead before I get that license back.
- Get him out of here.
Come on.
I'll call the garage, have somebody pick you up.
What the hell is that? - Police Services, Northern Ireland.
As long as they got ID they should be okay.
Out here, they ain't gonna bother running it through Interpol.
What do we do here? Random stop.
Just keep it light.
Smile and show them your passport.
Just showing our American brothers the beautiful Irish countryside, officer.
- You heard him.
Come on.
- You.
Right here.
Give it.
You have it? Come on, let's go.
That'll do.
You too.
- There you are.
- Just wait right there.
This is bad.
Let's go.
Goddamn it.
- Down! Down on the ground! Now! - Hey, hey, hey.
What's the worry here? Yank brothers fled jurisdiction from California.
We're detaining them.
You! Here! On the ground! Now! - Get down! Down! Down! You heard him.
Down! Down! Right here.
Don't make sense.
They wouldn't be able to get the intel.
Not that quick.
On your knees.
Dirty Loyalist bastard.
Oh, shit.
Damn it.
Get them in the van now! Move! Move! Move them out! Move it! - Get in.
In the van now.
- All right, all right.
Open up the back.
Where they gonna take them? After that, these assholes will probably shoot them and dump them.
Blame it on the life.
Move it out.
- Step on the gas.
- What? Just step on the gas.
- You heard the lady.
- I ain't gonna broadside a police Run them off the road! Jesus, mother of God.
You're out of your bloody mind, woman! Holy shit! Take them out! Jesus Christ.
Get in the car.
There you go.
Not worth it.
Come on.
Get out.
Out with him.
Get out.
Don't move.
Get them out.
All right, boys.
You're fine, you're fine.
Come on.
Everybody okay? Oh, yeah.
Here you go, mate.
Get these cuffs off me.
Holy shit.
What the hell was that? Welcome to Ireland.
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 world In the eye Where'd you get the intel on us? I'm a police officer.
Yeah? Then how come your buddies took off? What happened to backup? They got scared because shit went south.
Who paid you off? - No, Jackie boy.
This is mine.
All right, all right, all right.
Now, you ever wanna chew with those teeth again you're gonna open up, aren't you? - Hap.
Yeah? - Kill one of his men.
- Oh, yes, I will.
We were paid! We were paid to detain you.
Send you back to the States.
Jimmy O'Phelan? I don't know who.
- Hap.
I swear on my mother's eyes.
We didn't get a name.
Only the money and the task.
It's that bastard O'Phelan.
I guess he knows we're here.
Well, we gotta do something about this.
I don't think we'll get them through duty free.
Pull their IDs.
Come on, get out.
Lay down.
Now, we know your name.
And now my boys know where you live.
I'd hate for anything to happen to that family because their dad was on the take.
We can ruin your career.
And we can definitely ruin your life.
- Understand? - Aye.
Let's go.
Picking you up wasn't my idea.
Talk to Piney.
Two years.
No riding, no vote.
Don't worry, I'll let you ride bitch with me.
That's gonna be tough, you being up in Tacoma.
I ain't ever, ever letting you patch Samcro, man.
It's been eight years, douche bag.
And not a day goes by I don't think about her.
Not one.
You were supposed to transport Gemma to county.
Thinking I helped her, you're wrong.
Well, someone's been helping them.
They got tipped off about the raid.
Their bail hearing was pushed.
- I thought we were on the same page.
- We are.
I'm not helping Samcro.
Gotta be more than that.
You have to be willing to hurt them, Wayne.
You're a police chief, they're felons.
I'm very aware of our current standings.
What the hell is that? I ain't the one you should drag to jail.
Sons killed Pozo.
Why ain't you doing nothing about that? Hector Salazar, Calaveras MC.
Why ain't you doing nothing about the Sons? Come on.
I just wanna see my boy! I wanna bury my boy! Roughed up an admin at St.
Pissed off they won't release his dead buddy, Pozo Fuentes.
Guy who shot the kid.
DA needs to confirm cause of death.
- Anybody hurt? - No.
Sounds like Hector's got a strong opinion about how his friend died.
Good for Hector.
He's a county problem.
Nice, man.
How you doing, brother? Brother.
Who's that woman? Gemma Teller.
That's Jax? Aye.
Has to be.
Well, welcome.
- Jax.
Thank you.
Oh, this is Trinity, my daughter.
- Clay.
Nice to me meet you.
- Yeah.
Hey, I'm Jax.
I think we spoke on the phone.
You go and watch the register, love.
Glad you're here.
We'll see you later.
Didn't expect you to make the journey.
Neither did the feds.
Where's my grandson? Come on upstairs, we'll have a cup of tea.
I don't want any goddamn tea.
This is my home, Gemma.
Wee bit of respect would go a long way.
You have coffee? Aye.
Cammy brought the baby to me.
He knew he was in deep shit with the club and the Army.
Set a meeting with my brother.
Wanted a pass from the priest.
He didn't get one.
After that, Kellan took Abel to keep him safe.
Then let's go talk to Kellan.
He knows where you are.
He'll find you.
So we just wait? Aye.
Questions will be answered soon enough.
Look, I'm sorry this has happened to you.
I can't imagine the pain you must be feeling.
Nothing we could do.
Pissers folded like girls.
Didn't give anything up.
But Charming don't trust me, Jimmy.
I can smell it on them.
And McGee, shite.
I don't know if he's got the heart for this.
I don't need heart.
I need goddamn brains.
So they ran some psych evals, gave me some meds, then spit me out.
I don't mind jail, I just like it here better.
Me too.
Where's my five-eighth socket? I got it.
Those aren't your goddamn tools.
Blow me.
- What? - I said, blow me.
- I need that socket, man.
God, what is up with those two? Not sure, but judging by their level of malevolence there's gotta be at least one vagina involved.
Thanks for the insight.
I'll check the clubhouse for the receivables.
You're a piece of shit.
You're the one who stacked mud.
What does that even mean? You know.
Why don't you talk to me like a human being? Tinkerbell.
- Hey.
- Hi.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry about what happened yesterday, with Ima.
It's not your fault.
I saw you hit her.
Thank you for that.
My pleasure.
Um Could I ask a favor? Okay.
I need a good clinic for an abortion.
Someplace you can get in quick, pay cash.
How far along are you? Not far.
Eight weeks.
I can't think of any offhand.
What about Kettleman? They only take HMOs.
I don't want this on the books.
Word gets out, could hurt potential gigs.
I'll ask around.
Does, um, Opie know? No.
Timing's just not right.
I've been here before, doc.
Tip about the scrips was good.
I know what I saw.
I believe you.
What's this? I know your refinishing business is struggling.
Consider it a small business loan.
I got a feeling this conversation is about to take a hard right turn.
You grew up in Charming, Ernie.
Your home and shop are both here.
But until recently, your primary business had to be conducted beyond our borders.
- Not anymore.
- I know that.
And I can help you show this town you've turned over a new leaf.
So just how dirty do I have to get to be as clean as you, Mr.
Hale? You help my business, I help yours.
Two hundred block, Liberty Street.
Four shops.
Commercial interest I'm associated with currently owns three of the properties.
What, you need all four to build hotels? Something like that.
Two hundred block, that's the pawn shop, Lumpy's Gym It's that stubborn old Jew, isn't it? You need him out.
It's an extremely time-sensitive issue.
Needs to be handled right away.
That's for expenses.
And if I say no? Just leave the envelope.
Had to be Jimmy, bought off the cops.
Why would Jimmy want to deport you? I don't know.
But he's been lying to us the whole time.
You guys been having any problems with the Army? No.
Still running protection for weapons in and out of Dungloe.
That's our main gig.
Got one tomorrow.
We gotta find Jimmy.
You should talk to the priest.
Kellan won't download his Army intel on outsiders.
Call like that will get you an ass-kicking from the Caseys.
We got visitors.
Oh, my God.
It's my girls.
- Hi.
- Hey.
Hey, how you doing? Hi.
Jesus, look at you.
I have no idea why Jimmy lied.
I'm not privy to his plans.
He doesn't trust me anymore.
Do you at least know what he's been up to since he got back? Recruiting.
He's at his bar in Newry day and night.
What about O'Neill? He on Jimmy's permanent payroll? Not that I know of.
But like I said, last few months, been in the dark.
Sorry I have nothing that helps.
That's okay.
Thank you.
You should start wrapping it up, Fi.
Need to get back.
Kellan wants us to stay at the rectory.
It's like a bloody fortress.
Jimmy really gonna try to hurt us, Ma? Hey.
No one's ever gonna hurt my baby.
I'll make sure of that.
Can't they stay for a while? They just got here.
Church is nearby, right? We can get them back safe.
You lads armed? - Tonight, then.
- Hey, thanks.
Jab it! Go.
One, two.
That's it.
That's it.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.
What do you want, Darby? I haven't been in this place in years.
Hasn't changed a bit.
And you thought now is a good time for a visit? Some friends wanted me to encourage you to consider their generous offer to buy this place.
Must be hard to make friends with this kind of hate on your chest.
Yeah, I guess it must push a few buttons for you, huh? I don't have any more buttons.
You got something you gotta do, you come back after I close and do it.
Don't be an idiot, Feldstein.
If it isn't me, it's gonna be somebody else.
Take the money, move to the desert, retire with the rest of the old Jews.
I appreciate your concern for my future.
But I'll retire when I die.
This jet lag's kicking my ass.
Brought you some coffee.
We should talk.
I was holding on to this pathetic hope all the way here.
Maybe you were wrong about Trinity.
But one look She's got his eyes and his smile.
Did he know? Yes.
Jesus Christ.
I was 18.
I didn't know what I was doing.
Neither did he.
Look, I have no delusions about you and I being friends.
I just think a lot of hate right now is no good to anybody.
The shit between us, it needs to stay buried.
Seems no matter how deep I bury that shit someone always digs it up.
The truth about John will only distract Jax.
It's not a good idea.
Not now.
Thanks for the coffee.
My ma doesn't trust this place to lay out clean sheets.
Good to know.
Gonna be a rough one, isn't it? I don't know.
I'm sorry about your son.
I wasn't here when my uncle showed up.
Ma didn't wanna tell me.
Can you blame her? - How old are you? - Twenty-two.
- You look younger.
- That a problem? Chibs is gonna take Fi and Kerrianne back to St.
Tell him to wait for me.
I'm going with him.
I better come with you.
Don't want you lads getting lost in the big city.
- Tig.
- What? Lumpy Feldstein on 3.
- What happened? - Nothing.
Find another bitch.
Whoever wants me out, they turned up the heat.
They sent Darby to rough me up.
- But he didn't? - No, not yet.
But like he said, if it's not him, it would be someone else.
Lump, don't worry about a thing.
We'll keep you safe.
I'm not looking for a babysitter.
Just want someone to know what's going on, in case something happens.
Nothing's gonna happen, okay? We're on it.
All right? - Okay.
- All right.
Thanks, boys.
- All right.
Come on.
That right cross was looking a little weak.
I can help you get it back.
The cross that did that to your eye? No.
This shot was from a lucky knee, dude.
- Yeah, okay.
- Hey, I don't blame you.
I'd be afraid to get in the ring with me too.
I am so gonna beat your dumb blond ass.
Take off your rings.
How long you gonna stay with the priest? Not sure.
There's plenty of room on the plane, so you're coming back with us.
I don't wanna leave Ireland.
Sweetheart, it's not for long.
It's just till all this blows over.
And when's that? What's he doing? - Get down! - Get down! Oh, my God.
Stay down.
Go! Girls okay? Yeah.
Casey picked them up.
They're back at the rectory.
Any idea who the shooter was? - Had to be Jimmy.
No, it wasn't.
It was the UVF.
The Ulster Volunteers are radical Loyalists.
They know Fiona's with Jimmy.
Probably been stalking her since she showed up here.
Them and the PUP's bloody overwhelmed all the recruiting Jimmy's doing down south.
So they gun down women and children? If they wanted to kill you, you'd be dead.
Trust me on that, brother.
He's right.
The UVF was using Fiona to send a message to Jimmy to cease and desist.
Jesus Christ.
We ain't in Charming anymore, boys.
Do you have a minute? Thank you.
I gave the FBI my statement.
- Don't worry, I didn't change my mind.
- Oh.
Thank you.
This is about something else.
A friend of mine needs a procedure.
Probably an MVA.
Has to be discreet, doesn't want to report it to her HMO.
It's a job thing.
A family center in Merced County will do abortions anonymously.
Can she get an appointment quickly? I'll make a call.
Thank you.
I guess your friend is gonna need some down time afterwards.
I'll make sure it's covered.
You think this is about me? It's none of my business.
But if it was I'd tell you you were doing the right thing.
Why? Because you think the father's a criminal? Because I think the mother's uncertain about her future.
And she knows that would be an unstable environment for a baby.
Wanna tell me why you gave my girl the money to bail me out? We got a lot in common, Hector.
We both lost someone because of the Sons of Anarchy.
We both want that debt settled.
What do you want from me? I wanna give you two grand now, two later, for a few hours of your time.
Argh! Who's next, lads? Ha, ha, ha.
Prince Charming.
- Let's fight.
Let's go.
You better knock him out.
Don't you worry about that.
Don't want him messing up that pretty face.
It's him that should be worried about that.
Just watch.
Wrap you up? - Thank you.
- Least I can do.
That's true.
Pretty much took a bullet for you today.
My hero.
You're good at that.
- Hey.
Wanna take me to your luxury suite? Don't wanna watch your boy defend the club's honor? No.
I'd rather watch my man's big dick.
What about your ticker? Fully medicated.
Make him bleed.
Where's your mom? She ain't much for parties.
Let's go, lad.
You ready, punk? - Come on.
Let's go.
Yeah, come on, Jackie boy.
Come on.
Get him! Come on! Take that.
You gonna be all right to drive? Or not drive.
Shut up.
Come here.
Okay, Shepard, you got the first watch with Lumpy.
- How long? - All night.
He sleeps back there.
- Right.
- Hey.
You got a gun? No, should I? You shoot it, you own it.
Think I'm gonna have to shoot it? I can stay too.
- Did we tell you to stay? I'm not staying.
- You'll be fine, dude.
- Yeah, no shit.
Get out of here.
Hey, Jax.
Thank you.
How you doing, Jax? - Come on! I'm gonna hit the shower.
Mom and Dad are rocking the casbah, they got the facilities tied up.
You can use our bath.
Least the water will be almost warm.
All right, sounds good.
Sounds good, doesn't it? Don't forget to scrub his back, darling.
- Your uncle? - Aye.
Jax Teller.
Father Kellan.
Well, better clean yourself up.
Sean here will see you make it to St.
Matt's in one piece this time.
We can talk there.
I'll see you later.
You need to put your ma to bed.
Love you, Ma.
What the hell? Son of a bitch.
What are you doing?! Ugh! You tell the Sons.
Nobody messes with the Mayans.
Thanks again for this.
I don't really have any people except Ope.
It's okay.
I don't mind.
You must think I'm a freak, right? Porn star, baby killer.
I don't think that.
You sure you wanna go through with it? Yeah.
I love Ope.
It'd be nice to have kids with him some day.
But not now.
Donna's ghost looms pretty large in that house.
Ope tries to let me in, but that fear of something awful always keeps me on the outside.
I don't really know the guy.
Sarah Palin? - Guess that's me.
- Yeah.
Thank you.
- Denise will take you back.
Thank you.
Excuse me, I'd like to schedule an appointment.
Follow-up for your friend? No, for me, actually.
I'm about seven weeks along.
Sure, hon.
Let's get you set up here.
Thank you.
- Let's go.
- Two thousand.
Hang on, hang on.
Two thousand dollars is the bet.
Ten of D.
Want some tea? Sure, why not? - Another two.
- Oh, Jesus.
Drive-by, nearly deported.
This is just day one.
Just another vacation.
So where you at? I'm out.
Let's see what you got.
How you doing? Okay.
You know, we're gonna find the kid.
I know.
Full house.
Ah! I might have rigged the game.
- Come to Papa.
I tried to get you.
I slipped it.
I made him win.
Can I keep these? Yeah, it's all you.
Very nice.
- It's good to see him smile.
He's a whole different guy when you're not around.
You know, you're gonna have to take care of him, Bobby.
When I'm gone.
- He trusts you more than anyone.
- Hey.
There is no reason to go to the scary place, Gemma.
We're all right here.
Okay? Yeah.
Come here.
How about that tea? - Liam.
- Aye.
Hello? Think we need to put today's little setback behind us.
Talk about tomorrow's Dungloe run.
Donny here will work out the details with O'Neill.
You good with that, brother? Aye.
Hope you're sober enough to remember this.
You better write this down, yeah? Maureen said you have my son.
Well, I know where he is, yes.
Where? He's safe.
Far from Belfast.
What the hell does that mean? Do you have Abel or not? Your son was in danger.
That threat is still present.
- Jimmy.
- Aye.
Why? He has no reason to hurt my kid.
Oh, he has many.
What I'm about to tell you, Jackson it's a very volatile subject.
The words I say only God can be a witness.
You understand? Jimmy O'Phelan wants to end the Army's relationship with the Sons of Anarchy.
Wants to cut out the Belfast charter from any future work.
Stop dealing guns to Charming.
Running protection is Sambel's main gig.
It's why my dad helped set up the charter.
Well, Jimmy wants to keep that income in his pocket.
Wants to sell your guns to the Russians up in Oregon for a greater profit.
Everything Jimmy does is for profit.
What does that have to do with my kid? The Army council have come to a very difficult decision.
Jimmy's greed and arrogance has become a hindrance both internally and politically.
You experienced a vivid example of that hatred tonight.
You're gonna get rid of him.
Well, Jimmy is enmeshed in so many things that define us.
If word got out that we had killed one of our own leaders there would be chaos.
The Loyalists would have a field day.
But if someone from the outside killed him Vengeance of a distraught father.
Something every Irishman would understand.
And Jimmy knew that if we came here you and me would be having this conversation.
He knows the line's been drawn.
That's why he lied to you about the baby.
Why he tried to get you deported.
And now you're here, why he wants that little one as leverage.
He is a grave threat to both our families.
You kill Jimmy O'Phelan and I promise I will make sure Abel goes home in the arms of his loving family.