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Where are the bounty hunters?
Oh, yeah. Right.
Look, I'm sorry about the gun.
Yeah.
It's actually a crystal ball.
- We got eight on four. - You heard Bobby.
How do we carry? Ten guns in each.
I'm trying to be open. - I'll be gentle.
Sure.
The crow flies straight A perfect line
I got no need to undermine you.
- Jesus Christ, break it up. Okay, okay.
But no one found a trace
Jimmy O, some of the Falcarragh crew...
Good. How was practice?
- Bobby! - Shit.
Done enough goddamn damage today.
Clay said your task is to be my bitch.
Ha-ha-ha. - Balance.
You do know the serial number's been ground off that?
What?
There's nothing to stop us taking him back.
Mr. Trager has basic coverage.
And bringing five more guys into the mix is gonna make it low profile?
I'm afraid you have me at a loss.
- Yeah, he did. - Yeah. I got one request.
Mm.
Tell him we got two bikes down. Gonna need the flatbed.
Samcro, community servants.
Usually by Bobby. - Eat me, Chibs.
My boy, the master of timing.
Hold on.
That crazy prick must've provoked them.
Sounds like some crazy shit, brother.
Climb on top and rock a rolla Me 'till in dead
Mail.
Hey.