Previously on Mayans MC...
Your father took something from me.
If you want it back,
you're gonna have to do something for me.
You heard from Luisa?
No, nothing.
When we get home, she-she'll be there.
Right?
It's fine with "Uncle Gilly,"
but you'd have to leave that.
Would you for your son?
He needs his father.
- So, who's the rat? - EZ Reyes.
Is there an update from Creeper?
Says he's close.
Whoever this rat is, we'll get him.
Hank, you got to listen to me, bro.
Hello?
Creep?
Shit was just more simple back then.
That's just 'cause it's in the rearview.
'Cause it was complicated as fuck, real time.
Damn it.
That's for my father, motherfucker.
You think EZ is...
Everybody knows why you did what you did.
It's fucked.
We're fucked.
But we got you.
You knew my pop?
A little bit.
Did you like him?
He was loud.
And I don't know why anyone would want
to lead their kid into this life.
But Ibarra was a down-ass motherfucker.
He got locked up when I was pretty young.
My mom split from him.
- All I ever wanted was... - What any kid wants.
For our dad to tell us they're proud.
I feel like I was just getting to know him.
And those motherfuckers took him from me again.
Yeah, well...
Look at 'em now.
Goddamn!
I think one of them shit themselves.
I thought that was you.
Be careful.
Trust me, he didn't feel it.
Have some respect for the dead, man.
Damn.
How fucking weak are you?
Fuck you. Mine's heavier.
- Let's switch. - Are you fucking serious?
Your dad would be proud.
Yeah.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
Hey, how are we gonna make sure the Bastards find 'em
before some fucker pulls up and calls it in?
Ring the buzzer.
What?
You go ring that fucking buzzer.
Let's shoot for it.
Fine.
- Rock, paper, scissors. - Rock, paper, scissors.
Fuck you.
You caused this shit. You're doing it.
Fuck.
Ding-dong ditching motherfucking dead bodies.
Oh, fuck.
What the fuck?
Yo, bro, what the fuck?
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Okay.
Hey!
What are you doing?
I-I-I was, um...
I-I was just...
Um...
I know.
It can be weird here at first.
Johnny is always talking in those fucking rhymes
and Chip is mad grumpy.
But it's all love. You're good.
You're safe.
Actually, I-I...
I just really need to pee.
I don't know how y'all do it
with just that one bathroom in the farmhouse.
The world is yours, girl.
Free to pee wherever you want.
But watch out for rattlesnakes.
Ranch is full of sidewinders.
Yeah.
Son?
Give me a minute.
Why are you here?
I want to show you something.
That's funny.
Dad, stop.
What? This is my famous French toast.
- Famous to who? - Me. - Exactly.
Okay, everybody knows about the nutmeg.
But they forget about the vanilla extract.
And a little pinch of salt to make it more sweet.
That makes no sense.
Tessa, you used to love it when you were little.
You gonna get that?
Yeah.
Master Chef, your masterpiece is burning.
Geez.
Really?
What?
She's being so weird.
She won't leave me alone.
Creeper loved you, baby.
He wouldn't want you to punish yourself.
EZ.
That war of yours?
Now it's ours.
Sons think they can intimidate us?
No.
Nobody threatens the Grim Bastards.
Black and Brown unite.
- And what else? - Every... How the fuck am I supposed to know?
What, do I look like a fucking chemist?
Some drug shit.
And-and making pills or something.
These women, they're trying to do good.
It's not fair. It's the fucking Mayans' fault.
The fairer sex always pay the price of war.
Dragged through a village square,
head shaved for smiling at a German soldier.
Running naked down a...
down a village road dripping napalm.
You should have all been born boys.
Is this where my father shot you?
Coco couldn't even do that right.
But someday...
someone will.
Give me Hope.
Where the fuck is she? Bring her out.
Where is Hope?
Where the fuck is Hope?
You fucking promised me that you were gonna give me Hope.
I did what you told me to.
I gave you what the fuck the Mayans were doing
with the Broken Saints.
The Broken Saints that took you in, did they feed you?
Did they tend to your self-inflicted wounds, hmm?
What kind of idiot trusts a liar, hmm?
Give me fucking Hope! I said...
You chose a sister over the sisterhood.
You should be proud.
You're more like Coco than I thought.
Give me fucking Hope!
Hope! Hope!
Whatever happens next is your fault.
Hope!
Fucking give me Hope!
Help me.
- Please. - I can't.
Someone has to.
You know how he is.
How am I? Hmm?
Great!
Thanks for asking.
Hi...
I told you no food until...
This clarity is ugly on you.
Let's put some Vaseline on the lens.
She's gonna come for me.
Who?
Letty.
She's gonna come for me.
Oh, tiger.
She's long forgotten about you.
She hasn't.
She'll come.
She always does.
If she does...
I'll tear off her wings in front of you.
I'll set her on fire
and I'll hold your hair back while you watch.
You can deny gravity, but...
momentum always brings you back to me.
Sweet little Judas wolf.
Whose den will you lead us to next?
The men have business,
and since you two girls like to gossip,
you can stay behind and braid each other's hair.
Oh, for fuck's sake!
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Oh, so it's all my fault?
Just go, Paul.
No, I am not fucking leaving.
Think of what you're doing, you piece of shit.
That's right, I'm the asshole.
Are you serious?
- Come on, just give me a break. - You've been fucking drinking, Paul.
You fucking drove drunk with my child!
He's my child! He's my fucking child, too!
Get your fucking hands off me!
You think you can show up and tear my family apart?
I've been his father for 12 years!
For 12 years it's been me!
You gave up your right to be his father! You gave him up!
What's he talking about?
- He's my kid! - Paul, shut up!
Hey.
Dad!
Stop it! Stop!
Stop it! Stop it!
Dad, are you okay?
Talk to me. Are you okay?
This man...
was not perfect.
He was quick to anger.
And the...
charm, the...
gregariousness was...
only for the world.
At home, my mother and I got someone more...
complicated.
But he was there.
He held my hand as a young boy.
He read stories,
taught me to get back up when I fell.
He took pride in me. In my accomplishments.
In the man he got to see me become.
Which is thanks... to him.
Not you.
I knew your father.
We were from the same village.
He was a bastard.
I know what he was capable of.
You...
You were his errand boy.
Right? He hired you to protect my mother.
And you betrayed him.
What kind of man does that?
Your mother and I...
You were conceived with love, son.
But I was raised on a lie.
And this man...
had to know.
And still, he treated me like his own.
He earned...
He earned to be called my father.
The only thing a father can ask of his son...
is to forgive his mistakes.
I don't forgive you.
I forgive him.
I forgive this "bastard"
who raised your son.
You try replacing the cams?
I tried everything.
Engine kicks like a son of a bitch,
but then, when you hit 60, it dies.
Sounds more spiritual than mechanical.
Brother, you wouldn't know the half of it.
Diaz...
was my brother, ese.
My best friend.
And you motherfuckers gunned him down.
I heard about your club's vote.
Couldn't believe it.
Who pulled the trigger?
Put that down, motherfucker, or I'll put him down.
Who did it? Tell me.
I don't know nothing about Diaz.
Oakland and Charming had a truce.
Happy thought the same thing.
Happy?
Reyes brothers shot him down in Twentynine Palms.
Well, unless you want to join him, ese...
I'm gonna need a name.
Try your own backyard.
We're all down for the trip, brother, but you Mayans?
You kill each other more than we kill you.
It wasn't us.
You all want to kill each other so fucking bad?
Fucking go ahead.
Dropping Diaz and Jinx off at the Grim Bastards' gate...
that was a gamble.
It's paid off.
With Lucky on board, we now have all the players.
Whites, Blacks, Iron War.
Puts SAMCRO in a corner they can't get out of.
What happened to Creep can't ever happen to another brother again.
Don't take it so hard.
Creep went out a warrior.
He went out a Mayan.
What the fuck is this?
I love you...
but I won't let you fuck up this kid's life anymore.
Man, you walked out on your own kid like a fucking coward.
You're a piece of shit.
I am.
That's why I need you to be better.
How do you live with it?
All the shit we did.
Don't you ever think about 'em?
That little girl...
you threw off the roof.
The grandmother, kids in the car.
I don't.
I can't.
I need you to go into that building because I never could.
I need you to be tougher than me.
For Jacob.
I've always been tougher than you.
You still punch like a bitch.
I can tell. The way your nose is hanging off your face.
Sh-Shit.
I was born this way.
Rae...
I wouldn't do that.
Not to a brother.
Nothing happened.
I'll try, man.
I'll try.
Forward... march.
Don't tell anyone where you got that.
- Fucking shoot her! - Come on, Hope, we're leaving!
Come on, Hope! We're fucking leaving!
Oh, you fucking bitch!
Go.
- Come on. - Fuck.
Fuck. Fucking call 911.
Fucking call 91...
No!
Run, run. Fucking go! Fucking go!
My crazy-ass brother Neron,
or as you all called him, Creeper, was intense.
Sometimes too intense.
But that's because he cared so much about his family.
And about you all.
He and I...
We had to survive the plane crash that was our family.
When our mom was too fucked-up to take care of us...
Neron'd make sure that we were fed.
And that we had clothes.
He also scared away every boyfriend I ever tried to have.
But when he met the Mayans,
I was so happy for him.
I'd never seen him so at home.
So at peace.
Like he was when he was with you, his brothers.
Thank you, Hank.
Bishop.
Angel.
Y Taza, gracias.
Especially EZ.
You meant the world to my brother.
My brother cared about you so much.
You were all his world,
and I'll forever be thankful for it.
I killed my brother.
I killed Creeper.
It was on my watch.
If I'd...
I'd made different decisions
or acted faster to make alliances,
he'd still be here.
I couldn't protect him.
And I'll never forgive myself for that.
Creeper's old lady.
What's her name again?
Kody.
Okay.
No one's following us.
We're good.
Are you sure you're okay?
They didn't hurt you, right?
Right? Okay. Okay, we're good.
He'll find us.
No, uh-uh, not if we keep moving.
We can go to Ohio. Get jobs.
I told you about Chucky, right?
Yeah? I mean, he'll know what to do.
Fucking Isaac is never gonna find us.
He will.
Pull over.
What?
Stop the car.
No. What? Hope, we can't.
- Stop. - We can't.
Stop the fucking car, Letty!
- Stop the fucking car! - Okay! Okay!
- I'll stop! - Stop the car!
Hope! Hope!
Hope, what are you doing?
Fuck. Hope.
Hope!
Yo. Hey.
You okay?
Hope.
Hope, what-what's going on?
Thank you.
What? For what?
For giving me a home.
- For being my best friend. - Okay, Hope,
you're kind of freaking me out right now.
These last months have been the best of my life.
And I won't ever let that get ruined.
He's gonna keep coming.
He's gonna keep coming for me.
And he'll hurt you.
What are you talking about?
I love you.
Now I have to set you free.
No, Hope!
No! No! Hope!
Hope!
No.
Hope!
Hey, where's Cielo?
Jess is a fucking no-show.
And Cielo can't answer a phone call.
It's all right. I'm sure Cielo will turn up.
If she does, it's her fucking funeral.
Sneaking out?
Was hoping no one would notice.
Clubhouse got a fresh coat of paint.
You find what you were looking for out there?
Guess it ain't nowhere to be found.
Guess it ain't.
Coco.
Now Creep.
This war's worse than the last one.
Looks like you left just in time.
Didn't have much of a choice.
And now?
You leaving again?
The past...
Is just that.
It's the fucking past.
What's hell if you can't enjoy it with your friends?
Would be a fucking stupid time to come back.
No one ever said I was particularly smart.
I know your ass didn't think
you're going to Broken Saints without me.
Uh, I wouldn't dream of it.
Then let's go, motherfucker.
- You going? - Yeah.
We asked a lot of you.
I'm sorry.
He's confused.
He'll need time.
We'll need time.
Paul?
He's gonna give it a try.
I think he'll make it work.
We're all so fucked-up.
What did we bring Jacob into?
Thank you.
For being an incredible mother and friend.
We're just surviving.
Ain't nothing more any of us can do.
We're lucky we're even here.
Better than us ain't.
So you should make more of it.
Too far gone.
Bye, Lopez.
Son?
I can't be there anymore, Pops.
Not without her.
I just can't.
This has always been your home.
It will always be his home.
Will you talk to me?
What's going on in your head?
You're pulling away.
And...
I'm scared you won't be able to find your way back.
That wewon't be able to find our way back.
I'm just tired.
You're losing me.
Bro, come on.
There's no fucking way she's into you.
A girl like that? Nah. Nah.
How do you explain this?
"Need you. Come quick."
I bet you would, prospect.
I didn't for your mom.
I'm literally gonna murder you.
Shit. We need gas.
Get out and pump the gas, prospect.
As soon as I get out,
you're going to drive off without me.
If I get out, you're gonna drive off without me.
Prospect, so help me,
if you don't get out of this motherfucking van...
You'll smash me.
Exactly.
Just like I smashed your mom?
Shit. We're not gonna make it.
It's fine.
We'll refill at the ranch. We're practically there anyway.
Hank's gonna kill me.
I'm gonna kill you if you don't get out and start pushing.
What's that?
I swear to God, if you even think about
saying my mom one more time...
No... the fuck is that?
What the fuck?
Goddamn it!
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