John Teller: When we take action to avenge the ones we love personal justice collides with social and divine justice. We become judge, jury, and God. With that choice comes daunting responsibility. Some men cave under that weight. Others abuse the momentum. The true outlaw finds the balance between the passion in his heart and the reason in his mind. His solution is always an equal mix of might and right.
Half Sack: Think you guys can double up and let me take one of your bikes?
Jax: [Points towards Chibs] Not unless he grows tits.
Chibs: Big tits. Huge tits.
Jax: The true outlaw finds the balance between the passion in his heart and the reason in his mind. The solution is always an equal mix of might and right.
Clay: You think a Son had something to do with that rape?
Hale: Half of 'em have violent crimes on their rap sheets. Just following logic.
Jax: Wasn't it just last week four Oakland cops were busted for prostitution and rape? Logic tells me we should ask where your d*** was at last night.
Clay: And don't say in your mama.
Elliot: I want you to find him. You bring him to me first. I'll pay anything you want.
Clay: Who do you think we are, Elliot?
Elliot: Oswald's have been in this town a lot longer than SAMCRO. I know what you are.
Clay: I don't want your money. Nobody comes into my town, and does this to a little girl. We'll find the sick bastard. But, when I deliver him to you, I'm gonna need to know that justice will be served.