Gemma: I loved your dad. More than... more than I've loved any man. Great lay. Smart. Big heart. And very complicated. Sound familiar? His complications killed him.

Tara: How do you fix SAMCRO if you're not a part of it?
Jax: I can't do what I need to do with [Clay] in place. I ride independently for a few years, then wait for him to step down.
Tara: A few years? We barely made it through the last few months.

Jax: You got a warrant?
Stahl: Do you see me searching?
Jax: I got nothing to say to you.

Jax: Chibs, come on. Let's get out of here.
Chibs: You are not my VP anymore, Nomad.