Jax: I love that guy more than anyone, but I also see what's happening to him, and it scares the shit outta me. Opie can't be half in, half out, it'll get him killed Donna.
Donna: Than I want him out, that other guy got out, Kyle.
Jax: Kyle was kicked out, you know why? Cause the night Opie got arrested for blowing up that truck yard, Kyle was supposed to be his get away ride. Only the asshole panicked when he heard sirens, left Opie behind.
Donna: Opie never said anything?
Jax: Cause Opie's not rat. Brothers don't turn on each other. He did the time, it's what we do. Opie will never walk away from the club, we both know that, he's like me it's all we know. It's in our DNA, and if you keep pulling him in the other direction... we're not the glue Donna, you are.
Clay: The hand on the dick, what's the deal?
Chuck: I'm sorry man, sorry, I have this condition, I'm not even aware of it.
Chuck: CMD, Compulsive Masturbation Disorder. I couldn't get the right meds in Stockton, so it's a little outta control right now.
Piney: You know, I used to have that, than I turned 13.
Kyle: No need to say anything Jax, I know my boundaries
Jax: Well, I wanna tell you anyways. You stay away from everyone, kid's done playing, you and your teenager climb in to your pretty little cage and drive away.
Clay: Hey, you all better be at that fundraiser tomorrow, unless you want a size 9 high heel boot up your ass!
Bobby: You comin'?
Clay: I'd rather have my balls cut off... what, too soon for that joke?
Clay: You know what I'll put it up for a vote, but it's not gonna pass
Gemma: I love you
Clay: That loves gonna kill me
Gemma: I was talking to April Hobart, what do you think about letting Kyle come tomorrow?
Clay: I don't think about it, Opie went to prison cause of that asshole, he's excommunicated.
Gemma: It's not for Kyle, April stayed in Charming when you stripped his patch, divorced him.
Clay: She divorced him cause he was nailing everything with two sets of lips, the answer is no.
Gemma: Tell everyone to leave room for the buses
Luanne: Who we busing?
Gemma: Oakdale Assisted living, seniors are all compulsive gamblers, triples our raffle dollars, god bless social security.
Gemma: You know that fried shits gonna kill ya.
Unser: Yeah, 'cause the cancer's keeping me fit and spunky.