We cut to Ashton,Piney and Jax standing outside watching three people shooting their Ak's that they are about to sell to them as Ashton is smoking a cigarette watching the three survivalist shoot the gun.

Ashton: You okay selling these guys five AKs?

Piney: Yeah. Nate— He just hangs out with these survivalist cats. Bunch of crazy old guys playing—I don't know. Capture the flag, or something. I want to thank you for, uh, peeling a few free so I could, uh, let this happen, huh?

Jax: No problem, Piney.

Nate: Those Russians make a hell of a gun. I'll give 'em that.

Survivalist: Yeah.
They hand Ashton a envelope full of cash for the guns. Ashton starts looking in the envelope to see that the three had cut some cash off the purchase.

Ashton: Hey! Looks like you're about 5,000 light.

Survivalist: I thought we were getting the family discount.

Jax: You are. 10,000.

Survivalist: I know damn well these guns go for a grand on the street.

Ashton: When was the last time you were on the street, Junior?

Piney: Russ, we had a deal. Give the man his goddamn money.

Russ: Pay him.

Nate: Here you go. Sorry, man.

Nate hands the remaining five thousand to Jax in another white envelope.

Nate: Hey, thanks, Piney. I— I'll be seeing you.

Piney: Yeah, Nate. Hey, you take it easy, brother.

Nate: Yeah.

We then cut to the trio pulling up to clubhouse and Ashton and Jax walk up to Clay who was walking towards the shop until all three of them see the saw the truck with the guns.

Clay: How'd this morning go?

Ashton: Jarheads were dicks, but made Piney happy.

Jax: I think it's cool.

Clay: Any tails?

Jax: Nah. Both of us doubled back three times. No one followed us.

Clay: Uh.

Ashton: Looks like the rest of the AKs are here.

Clay: Call the Niners.

Ashton: I'm sure Laroy will be thrilled his new Russian firepower's here a day early.

Jax: Yup.

Clay: Be right back.

Jax/Ashton: A'ight.

We then see Ashton and Jax start to walk towards the truck as they see Juice get out with a girl that was from The Tribe.

Ashton: Jax ain't that sweet butt from The Tribe.

Jax: Yep.

Ashton and Jax walk up to Juice and Ashton grabs juice by the neck and starts to choke him.

Ashton: Why the hell did you bring her here dumbass.

Juice: She told me she was gettin' out in—

Cherry: Hey, it's not his fault, okay? I know I'm not supposed to be here. Just let me—Let me go talk to someone.

Jax: You talk to somebody in some other charter.
You got that, sweetbutt?

Ashton: Get her the hell out of here now.

Juice: Let's go.

Ashton: What were you thinking, man?

Juice: What was I supposed to do? Just throw her out of the cab?

We then see the club at the table talking the next day as Ashton has Letty sitting next to him while he smokes a cigarette.

Clay: Who did McKeevy see up north?

Chibs: Few gun brokers, some Irish expats and fat, black hookers.

Ashton: Where is he now?

Chibs: He's greasing the palms of port authority contacts.

Clay: All right, we've got a week, maybe 10 days.

Chibs: Then he wants his 200 "K."

Clay: We're working on it.

Chibs: Clay, he made it very clear. We got to have the money up front for the I.R.A. to keep 'em flush. Otherwise, he'll sell to the Russians, and we lose the Irish pipeline to our guns.

Jax: Laroy's gonna take the three dozen AKs off our hands.

Clay: Yeah. At a deep discount. Well, it's either that or spend a month finding a better buyer.

Ashton: At least this way, he puts 50 grand in our pockets now.

Jax: Plus the 10 I got this morning and the Chinese money. Gets us more than halfway there.

Juice then storms into the table room and looks spooked and the fact that he saw someone or something messed up. Ashton looks concerned as he starts to walk out with Letty and heads outside and looks pissed.Clay and the others follow behind Ashton and Letty seeing Feds outside on their driveway and one near their bikes.

Clay: Well, you're either feds or limo drivers.

Stahl: Agent Stahl, A.T.F. I'm looking for the owner of Teller-Morrow Automotive.

Clay: That's me.

Hale: Come on. Let's go, Clay.

Ashton: You gonna bother mentioning a charge?

Stahl: No charges yet. I just need to discuss your relationship with a Nate Meineke.

Clay: Who?

Stahl: Nate Meineke. He's one of the men who held up a prison transport vehicle this morning.
Killed three people with AK-47s.We found Mr. Meineke's cell phone at the scene. Last call he received was from your garage. Preference?

Clay: Lady's choice.

Stahl: Oh! Tattoos and chivalry. Delicious combination.

We then see Ashton, Jax, Piney and Opie moving the barrels with the Ak's while Jax and Ashton trying to figure out what is happening.

Piney: I was in the garage waiting for you two. I just called Nate to confirm the meet. I never thought anything like this would happen.

Opie: You had no idea what they were up to, Pop.

Piney: I don't get off that easy though. I let friendship interfere with business. I know better.

Ashton: Gotta reach out to them, Piney.

Jax: We need to find these guys before the feds do.

Piney: Nate would not rat on me.

Ashton: No, but his dipshit kid sure as hell would.

Opie: It's just a matter of time before the feds connect you to Nate and come after you too.

Piney: You know, Opie, I don't give a shit. How's that?

Jax: Yeah, well, I do. Take him to the cabin.

Piney: Oh, so you're calling the shots now, huh?

Jax: Till Clay gets out, V.P. patch means this shit lands on my back.

piney: The backs of children.

Opie: He's just pissed at himself.

Ashton: Well, the old dude saved his ass in Khe Sanh. But the rest of that crew— Killing cops and innocents? We'll find them.

Jax: Hey, you call Trammel?

Bobby: Trammel called us, looking for Clay.

Jax: A'ight, good.

Ashton looks out at a car with feds in front of the gate to the clubhouse.

Ashton: No way we're getting those guns to Laroy with the feds there.

We see Ashton, Jax and Juice in the club house with Juice in a computer and Ashton and Jax walking around pissed.

Juice :Nothing's coming up under Meineke other than discount mufflers.

Piney: What's going on?

Jax: I thought I told you to go underground.

Piney: Nate, uh, reached out. They're in some survivalist bunker outside of Woodbridge Forest.

Jax: Great. You gotta set up a meet.

Piney: Well, and then what happens?

Ashton: They killed three people in cold blood and they're a straight line back to this club.

Jax: What the hell do you think happens, Piney?

Piney: I don't know.

Bobby walks into the main room putting his phone in his pocket.

Bobby: Just talked to Trammel. The feds got a warrant to rip this place up.

Ashton: Aw, shit.

Jax: Cabin, now!

Piney: Who the hell do you think you're talking to?

Opie: Come on, relax. Relax. Relax. Let's get outta here.

Bobby: We will never be able to get these guns out of here.

Ashton: Yeah, well when the fucking feds open them oil barrels, we all got a new charter- Stockton State Prison.

Jax: Yeah. Go meet with Laroy. Pick up our money. Tell him he'll have his guns before the end of the day.

Bobby: You gonna Houdini this stuff out of here, brother?

Jax: I'll figure it out.

We then see Ashton and Jax in the garage helping the others get the guns out of the barrels before ATF storms the place.

Bobby: Well, the Niners do not want the AKs.

Ashton: What?

Chibs: Nobody's gonna touch 'em. Not after what went down this morning.

Jax: Oh, man. Well, we'll worry about a buyer later.

Jax opens one of the garages and points to the septic tanker and everybody knew what he was saying.

Jax: Right now, it's all about the shit.

We see all the club members sitting on the picnic table outside waiting for the ATF. When ATF pulled up Ashton and Letty both were smoking cigarettes as the cops showed up Ashton and Letty flick their cigarettes at the cars and hit them before putting their hands up and getting on the ground.

ATF swat member: Federal agents! Dummy up. Hands where I can see em! Come on, let's go!Face on the pavement. Spread your legs. Check the bottom seals also. Yeah, these are clean.
Clean in the storage room.

We then cut to SWAT destroying the club house as we then see All of the Sons on the ground laughing as Stahl walks in front of him.

Juice: You smell nice.

Later that night we see Jax, Ashton, and Bobby walk into the cabin where Opie and Piney are.

Piney: Yo, Nate called.

Opie: He wants to make a deal on the rest of those AKs. Russell knows nobody'll touch 'em. Ten grand for all 36.

Ashton: Shit. Those guns are worth 10 times that.

Jax: A'ight, set it up.Me, Ope, and Ashton will make the run.

Piney: No, you can't go without me. They won't trust you.

Ashton: You're okay tying up this loose end?

Piney:You know, you don't have to ask me that.

We then see Opie and Piney loading the guns with explosives while Ashton, Jax and Letty are drinking beer as Clay walks into the cabin.

Chibs: Welcome home.

Ashton: Welcome back, bro.

Bobby: Welcome home.

Jax: Look who's here. Well, feds trashed the clubhouse, but the search turned up nothin'.

Ashton:We got the guns out.

Chibs: Oh, wait a minute. Jackie Boy got all the guns out.

Clay: Good. A.T.F.'s got shit. It's all smoke.

Jax: Yeah, they were onto the oil barrels.

Clay: Yeah, well, we'll just have to find a smarter way to get the guns in is all. By the time the warehouse is rebuilt, we'll be a distant memory for the A.T. and F.

Jax: Mom home?

Clay: She wouldn't let me post bail.

Bobby: Shit.

Ashton: Holy fucking shit!

Letty: I mean I'd be the same with you Ashton.

Jax: She is pissed!

Clay:  Yeah. That she is. 

Jax: Well, we're handling Meineke and his crew.  Piney set up a meet for tomorrow. We're gonna clean this up.

Clay: You know what? I'm tired. And my head hurts. And you'll handle it. I'm just gonna  crash here tonight. Talk in the daylight. In the daylight.

We then see Ashton, Piney, Opie, and Jax standing watching the survivalist looking like a fucking retard looking for and tails which never came.

Jax: We weren't followed.

Survivalist: It smells like shit.

Ashton: Long story. They're all here. Three dozen. Cut open a bag. You can check for yourself, if you like.

Meineke: Thanks.

Piney: Yeah.

Meineke: Sorry about how this went down. I wanted to tell you, but Russ thought it best not to.

Piney: Well, that Russ- He always was a big thinker.

Meineke: He's a good kid. Just a little excitable.

Meineke: Believes in the cause.

Piney: And this is your retirement plan? Hiding out in some bunker? You got anybody up there with you? Family, women, kids?

Meineke: Nah. Frank and Russ's boys—

Meineke: They're gonna lie low till the heat dies down. Got some people waiting for us in Mexico.

Piney: Mexico? You're gonna be running this revolution from Acapulco, huh?

Meineke: Yeah.

We then see Meineke walk and the last of the guns and starts to walk into the forest before turning and waving at Piney for one final time.

Piney: You, uh, take care ofyourself, friend.

Meineke walks out of earshot as piney looks to Jax and Ashton.

Piney: Well, there, uh, ain't no innocents with them. All this shit landed on your back. Handled it pretty damn good, kid.

Jax: Thanks, old man.

Ashton hood on his bike and starts it and Jax does the same as both pull up to Opie's truck as Opie flipped the switch as all four of them hear explosions as Ashton and Opie drive towards the clubhouse to help clean up as Jax goes to meet with the sheriff. Ashton gets to the clubhouse as he starts to direct the others on what to do.

Ashton: Half go get alcohol for the bar. Juice you and Chibs start cleaning up the main area. Bobby I need you two make sure no money was taken on. Letty and me will be cleaning up our room and then we will help clean out here alright guys. As everyone split up the clubhouse was clean within a few hours as Ashton walks into the table room and picks up the mallet and looks at it and sets it down as Ashton wants that position but wants to have his own family to run. Letty looks at Ashton as he sets the mallet down as she knows what he wants and she knows he won't take anything away from Clay of Jax as to him it is Jax's birthright to hold the mallet for the club. Letty walks to Ashton and rubs his arm as she doesn't say anything as both know soon the sons will need them until they don't need the sons.