Get up, EZ. Let's go!
Cristóbal? Where is he?
Cristóbal, what were you doing?
- She said she had a present for me. - Yeah?
We forgive each other's trespasses and move forward.
Fuck your trespasses and fuck your king.
- Were you there? - What?
When they pulled the trigger? Were you there?
The fuck are you talking about, huh?
Hey, hey, hey. That's Ibarra's kid, man.
Let's go, motherfucker. Were you there?
_
I don't trust you.
I know that Potter leveraged your family
to force you to work with me, so I will do this for you.
I will set you free.
I just need you to do one thing.
Take care of one more person.
You need to tell Angel the truth.
Secrets destroy anything good.
About to be empty-fucking-handed.
With you giving up the last of our guns to these fucking girls?
You all wanted it off the property.
The good news is no one's gonna find it out here.
What's Mother gonna say about this?
Who's the fucking CI? Tell me.
EZ Reyes.
I'm gonna get word to Hank.
I'm gonna burn all this shit down.
Sorry, brother.
Get off me! Guards!
I didn't fucking touch him.
I didn't touch him!
12 years today since she's been gone.
I hope she forgives me for what I'm about to do.
Don't fucking move.
Shoot him, Angel. For Mom.
Little butterfly told me how to find your nest.
Your father took something from me.
You want it back, you're gonna have to do something for me.
You should eat something.
The motherfucker that did this,
he can't get you here.
What is this place?
Someplace you'll be seen and heard.
Where you can let go of that sick feeling in your gut.
Where you can unfold from that tight ball
that you curl yourself into.
Hey, look at me.
Hey.
You're safe.
No one's ever gonna put their fucking hands on you again.
We got three hard rules here,
and none of them are up for negotiation.
Yeah, okay.
First, everyone chips in.
You earn your keep, same as them, same as me.
Second, no visitors.
It's not just about your safety,
but for all the women and children here.
And this last one...
burn it into your skull.
Bury it deep inside your heart.
We speak truth here.
We are all that we got,
so we keep that trust.
You keep that trust.
You do that,
the Broken Saints has got your back.
You break that...
and Broken Saints will break you.
You good with that?
Mm-hmm.
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You can't beat your enemy without bloodshed.
The only route to peace
is complete annihilation.
Luisa!
My God, bro. Dude.
Come on, little man, give me a break!
What the fuck?
Oh, my...
Oh, my God. Oh, shit.
Dude, come here. Oh, my God.
Oh, I'm so sorry. Come here, guy.
Come here, little dude. You're okay.
Luisa.
Luisa!
It's okay.
What the... Mm!
You're okay. Oh...
Come on, you got, you got throw-up all over you, bud.
My God, let's get you cleaned up.
Let's get all this cleaned up, come on.
Come on.
Oh, fuck.
- It's my fault, huh? - Maggie,
uh, hey, this doesn't mean shit, all right?
I don't know you. I don't want to know you.
But you can do better.
Hey, Maggie, Maggie, I'm fucking sorry.
No!
You showed me who you were when we first met.
I did this to myself.
Otherwise...
Otherwise, I don't know if I'll recover.
Hell, we did it.
Huh? Yeah.
We fucked it up.
Look, Ma...
Fuck!
_
15 kilos, pressed.
Fifteen?
You boys been running a surplus last couple of runs.
Happy graduation.
I got someone who wants to meet you.
Stop. Stop. Stop!
Which one of you is Ezekiel?
- Come on. - Hear you been doing all right.
I'd say we're better than all right,
doubling what was promised.
Okay, then.
The prisons are yours.
From Niland up to the Oregon border.
All California corrections.
Iron War, Storm 88 now listen to you.
- And what's your stake? - Half.
- Of what? - Everything.
There's no way we'd give you half. A quarter.
A third, and that's gonna kill us.
You think this is a negotiation. That's cute.
We put in manpower hours.
We cover security and transport.
We owe people in our supply chain.
Half destroys our already narrow margin.
The thing about free will, Ezekiel,
anytime you want, you can tap out.
And still have you break my arm?
Oh, that? That was business.
He disappointed me.
Do not disappoint me.
He knows how bad we want the prisons back.
He's using that shit against us.
No way we can do half.
Wouldn't be worth the work or the risk.
EZ?
I know.
Studies have shown that early intervention
and access to resources can truly make a difference.
That's all I want.
I just want...
to help.
To prevent someone else from taking their own life,
because what happened to Marlon
was so tragic.
I would like to submit a proposal to the city council
to create a suicide prevention fund in Marlon's name.
Remarkable.
It would be an honor, Mrs. Buksar, really.
As a parent to a young boy, I am deeply invested in...
Did you know that a child's
DNA will cross the placenta
and enter the maternal bloodstream?
See, my baby boy died
in this room.
The bullet went through his chin, his upper palate,
then it tore through the soft flesh of his brain.
It shattered the skeletal crown
and embedded itself in that wall right there. See?
Look.
I had to scrub...
pieces of my son off this sofa.
- I am so sorry. - The sofa where I nursed him,
I-I held him as a baby.
See, our-our children's DNA stays inside of us,
even after they've left our bodies.
That's our motherly instinct.
That's why we feel when they're in danger, why we know...
when something doesn't add up.
Charlotte,
I know you've been through an unspeakable tragedy.
You're an incredibly good liar, Mrs. Galindo.
I believe you pride yourself on that.
But you can't trick me.
You can't bully me,
and you sure as shit can't buy me with some charitable fund.
I know it was you.
I know it was your boyfriend, EZ Reyes, who killed my boy.
We have the proof,
and soon we'll go to the district attorney
and ask them to assemble a grand jury.
You took my boy away from me,
and now I'm gonna take you away from yours.
I think it's time for you to go, Mrs. Galindo.
Need help?
No, I'm good.
Hey, uh,
so, 'cause, like, I'm a prospect,
I can't...
With girls.
- Really? - Yeah, it's a rule.
Uh, until I'm patched in, you know?
Hmm.
But if, or rather when...
Yeah?
- Yeah. - Cool.
And we can totally, like, be friends and stuff until then.
Cool.
That was weird. I don't know why I did that. Sorry.
So weird.
Uh, do you maybe want to be friends and stuff tonight?
Tonight?
Yeah. I think...
I bet Hank would give me the night off.
I'd like that.
I'd like that a lot.
Thank fucking Christ. Finally.
? Some people think little girls ?
? Should be seen and not heard ?
? But I think, oh, bondage, up yours! ?
? One, two, three, four! ?
? Bind me, tie me, chain me to the wall... ?
There are other ways of doing this.
- Smarter ways. - Safer ways.
? Oh, bondage, up yours ? ? Oh, bondage, no more... ?
This way's more fuckin' fun.
Just don't destroy the copper.
Okay, this copper, that's our fuckin' gold.
? Chain store, chain smoke, I consume you all... ?
Right at the edge, where the casing meets.
Go on.
? Oh, bondage, come on ?
- ? Oh, bondage... ? - Come on, girl.
Pretend it's that fucker's face who did that to you.
- Get it, girl. - That-a-girl.
- Yes! That's it! - Hell yeah.
Well, shit.
That's not bad.
? Thrash me, crash me, beat me till I fall... ?
Is that a little spot of tea?
- Have any crumpets, milady? - No. Piss off.
Hey.
It takes a minute to shake off the outside.
? Up yours, oh, bondage... ?
You want to smash another one?
? Bind me, tie me, chain me to the wall ?
? I wanna be a slave to you all ?
? Oh, bondage, up yours... ?
Whoo!
Yeah.
? Up yours! ?
- Get it, girl. - Yeah!
So, how'd you end up here?
We don't ask those questions.
Now, I know you don't know shit yet,
but now you know that.
Don't fuck it up again.
Someone want to tell you, they will.
I used to be with another group
of women... down in Mexico.
But... I realized...
you can't pray for the wicked.
Sometimes,
you got to destroy them.
I, um...
I was taking care of someone.
Um, well, we were taking care of each other.
And I fucked up.
I fucked up, and now she's gone.
And it's my fault.
Ain't nobody here gonna feel sorry for you.
You don't like the corner the world has put you in?
Well, you fight like hell to get out of it.
Fight like hell to make it right.
Hey, hey, easy, sis.
Don't worry.
Nothing those assholes can do here.
Amigo?
Amigo!
Prospect?
Get the fuck back and unload the van.
This week's cut.
You look sadder every time I see you.
But shit, that's worse.
And that beating you took don't help much, either.
Oh, you know how it is.
The whole doing bad to do some good.
Don't know when we've done too much damage
that there isn't enough good in this world to balance it.
You sleep?
Sleep's for the innocent.
Life we've chosen...
I don't think we'll ever rest again.
- Until they get us. - Nah.
Then we'll keep haunting those motherfuckers.
Just like our ghosts haunt us, right?
See you next week.
- You got that? - I got it.
Oh, better close the van.
I got it. Fuck off.
That's the last of it.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
- See you Friday night. - For sure.
Yeah, you will.
That's what I'm talking about.
- What? - You heard her.
She said she'd see me Friday night.
She was talking to me.
Are you serious?
Do you really think she was talking to you, you four-eyed fuck?
She looked right at me.
Okay. You obviously need these more than I do,
'cause she was looking right at me.
Ms. Galindo?
Jewelry, sweater.
Necklace.
Check for necklace.
Come on, Mrs. Galindo.
Yeah.
Her pants. Take her pants off.
All of it.
Come on, Mrs. Galindo.
She came home after a long day.
And she decided to take a shower.
Slips and falls.
One of the leading causes of household deaths.
It's okay, Ms. Galindo.
Everything's okay.
I don't mean to intrude.
I don't mean to intrude, but if you're looking for him,
those aren't for kids.
What?
Children need children's medication.
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Pops?
In here.
Pops, he's still hot.
Shh. Mijito. He's warm.
Yeah, that's what I just said.
I got one of everything.
My abuelita used to make this for me when I was young.
Pops, he ain't gonna drink that.
You heard from Luisa?
No, nothing.
I've been calling her all day, but she-she's not calling me back.
And I text her, and, uh, she's not...
Nothing.
What?
Nothing.
I found money.
She was keeping money in his crib.
Did she leave that for us?
Did she leave?
I don't know, son.
She-She'll be there.
When we get home, she-she'll be there.
She'll be there,
and her phone will have died,
and there'll be a reason where she's been.
Right?
Mini?
Serafín.
Mini?
_
Maverick.
She didn't even ask.
She just assumed him and I were out on a date.
So she starts coming for me, like, like, swinging.
Full right hook and everything.
She threw her entire body into it.
Girl was pissed.
Whoa.
Pretty, right?
Santa Madre.
I thought you couldn't... you know.
We're just chilling.
Uh, so...
so then what happened?
Oh.
So he's looking at me like "Good luck."
I'm like, "You asshole."
He was so fucking scared of her.
What'd you do?
I ducked.
And her swing completely misses me, and...
No.
You're good?
Fuck that cunt.
She was a rat.
Cristóbal's asleep in our room,
but God help us if he wakes up without...
Mister Owl.
Em?
Are you okay?
Emily?
Emily, what happened?
What hap...
Emily, don't...
Lucky day, Vargas.
Solitary's up.
Hey, I'll be in in a minute.
It's Creep.
This is a prepaid call from...
- Creeper. - To accept the call, press five.
Thank you.
Hank. You got to listen to me, bro.
Hello?
Creep?
What did Creep say?
Got disconnected.
How come no one fucking told the rest of us?
Because we had to find out who it was.
We had to be sure,
and we couldn't risk it.
Fucking Jess, man.
I really liked her.
Yeah, fuck that cunt.
Yeah, it turns out her sister's Boston Terry from Samdino's old lady.
That's how they, uh, just happened to be ahead of us.
It's only way they'd be getting that information.
The good news is, it wasn't anyone in the club.
And we weren't trying to keep it from everyone.
We had to be careful.
And Nestor?
He did a solid job.
Fucking Justin Bieber?
You can't trust anyone, man.
Hank and Nestor took care of it...
to keep us safe.
It was an ugly decision.
But there's no way to defeat the enemy without bloodshed.
There's no way to defeat the enemy without discomfort.
Even our own.
Which is why I took the deal with Gretton.
- It'll kill us. - You fucking kidding me?
You're gonna take this bullshit deal
without talking to the fucking rest of us?
Thought you weren't gonna dictate.
We're about to push over the top.
To have to start over, to find new distributors...
Can't take our foot off the gas.
We need the prisons, to protect our brothers.
We need to own Iron War,
Storm 88, to keep our people safe.
This is what will win us the war.
And this is bigger than any one of us.
This means we'll own the pipeline.
And this will get us closer to owning all of California.
From here
- all the way to Charming. - From here past fucking Charming.
And out east, through Arizona.
We're getting everything we ever wanted.
It all belongs to us now.
This deal...
will end the war.
This deal...
will make sure all the bloodshed...
is from our enemies now.
There's a chance...
we could be free.
Of everything that's gotten between us.
Free of Potter.
Of...
them all.
I'd do it.
I'd burn it all...
to be together like we were.
I know.
Things have happened between us.
It will take time to heal.
Trust... needs to be rebuilt,
and maybe...
expectations...
reframed.
We could be together again, for real.
Forever.
Luisa?
What the fuck did you motherfuckers do?!
You! We had a fucking deal!
- Nothing goes off up north! - You had a deal...
- with our enemy. - Fuck your bullshit.
You trying to get everyone up north fucking killed?
- What's this about? - Oh, you don't fucking know?
They killed a member of SAMCRO!
Let's discuss this in private.
Get the fuck out of my way.
Bishop?
I'm good.
Happy was on our territory.
And, uh,
it was a long time coming.
And now you've blown up the only thing keeping us safe up north.
You no longer have to worry about that.
The deal I made today
gives us the entire prison pipeline in California.
Every CO, every prison.
Every LEO, inside and out, answers to us.
Iron War, Storm 88.
Which means,
if any MC wants their brother inside to survive,
they have got to align themselves with the Mayans
and against the Sons.
What about the brothers?
Grim Bastards, SOA, their bond is strong,
and that leaves us a strong enemy inside.
Charming gambled when they let Isaac run wild.
Sure, it caused some damage to us, but he's a cancer.
He caused more damage to them.
To how they're perceived.
Lucky and the Bastards, the fact that he came to me,
rode up here from L. A., shows that the SOA relationship is rocky.
It just, um, needs to be tipped over the edge.
Align with fucking cops.
Nazis.
The more brutally we fight, the faster we achieve peace.
You all wanted this war to end.
This is how.
Now...
Saves us a run.
What's that?
The future.
Stay.
Have a drink with us.
I promised Marcus I'd stop by and see him.
We'll sit tight.
We'll see about that future.
That's for my father, motherfucker!
That's for my father.
Goddamn it.
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