Greetings, Gasmii! Are you ready for Thanksgiving? More importantly, are you ready for the “early Black Friday” store openings at 8 pm on Thanksgiving Day? I’m betting at least one person will get trampled in the continental U.S. this year. Turkey makes you slow … all that tryptophan.
Maybe you should eat ham next Thursday.
In Charming, we rejoin the Jax’s leisurely tailing of Juice all the way home in a borrowed truck, where we expect Jax will kill Juicy for diming out the club to the feds in the RICO investigation.
Jax smells a half-Puerto Rican, half-Black rat.
Unfortunately for Jax’s bloodlust, Juice already has some people waiting for him at home, so Jax will have to postpone whatever he was going to do to Juice. There are sheriff’s deputies parked at the curb to take Juice in for questioning about the attack at Unser’s trailer.
At the garage the same night, Gemma drives up and gets out to see the prospects driving the tow truck off to parts unknown. She walks in to the bays to where Chibs is shutting the shop up for the night and asks where the prospects are off to. Chibs answers with “Oh, they’ve got an early morning pickup.” (I’m getting better at deciphering Chib-ese … I only had to rewind that one twice to understand it). What follows is a really sweet scene where Chibs comforts Gemma for being kicked out of the family, insisting that Tara will come around soon. Oh, how I wish Chibs was Jax’s dad … more on that later. Chibs and Gemma also discuss her future with Nero (probably not going to happen) and Clay (probably going to happen, under protest).
Bobby rides up and Chibs goes out to greet him. Bobby tells Chibs he’s here because Jax wants Bobby to let Chibs in on some club secrets, and as they walk over to the clubhouse, we get a nice shot of Gemma, crying over some work orders in the garage office.
Disorganized business card collections make me cry, too.
At Casa Teller, an obviously bored Tara looks in the fridge for a snack but comes up empty. Out of desperation for something — anything — to do (and for all you guys reading this, she ALREADY masturbated, so that’s not an option), Tara goes in to Thomas’s room and pounds on his tiny piano with her feet to wake him up.
Let’s hear it, moms of the world: NFW! NEVER wake a sleeping baby.
He does wake up, crying (the terrible “cry-over” is lame … the little actor baby is obviously not crying) and she immediately picks him up to rock and comfort him. Tara has issues.
I just need to be needed!