Anyeonghaseyo, Gasmii! Hope you all are having a good week. Let’s jump right in:
No pensive letter-writing voiceover as the opener tonight, since Jax has too much shit to do this episode. He and Bobby are out for a night ride. Meanwhile, at Clay’s, there’s a lot of drinking and haranguing going on.
You said “execute The Revenge Plan”. Well, we executed Rita. What’s the problem?
Through some mighty fine “scripted dialogue” by Frankie, we find out that The Revenge Plan was actually Clay’s Get-Me-Back-To-President Plan, and that he was going to give the Nomads a piece of the SAMCRO profits from guns, drugs and whores in return for their service and silence. I guess this plan looked a little different inside Clay’s giant ugly head.
So Gemma has finally hit rock bottom after waking up in the middle of the night in some hotel next to Joel McHale.
Doesn’t everyone have a good post-coital cry in the sordid hotel bathroom? Anyone? Just me and Gemma?
We get to check in with Tara, and see that she’s looking over Otto’s medical file in the clubhouse office, presumably looking for some evidence to bribe or threaten Otto with during her next prison volunteer doctor stint, which storyline, as Tmurda (holla!) mentioned, is one of the most unrealistic plot points Sutter’s thrown at us. Good mom that she is, she has Abel next to her the whole time.
Me! And my frooooooggy … just want to go home to bed!
Jax’s and Bobby’s destination is Unser’s Trucking, where Wayne now lives in an Airstream trailer, in exchange for providing overnight security for the new owners of his trucking business. Apparently, he has sold off his personal home and land to the county to pay for some of his cancer treatments.
Cruel irony notwithstanding, maybe Wayne would feel better if he bought some cheerier pajamas.
But seriously, I wear old t-shirts and baggy pj pants to bed, too, so thanks for throwing in a little realism, show. Anyway, Jax and Bobby ask Unser if he has any ideas about the invasions, since Batshit-Crazy-with-Grief Sheriff Roosevelt is breathing down their necks, and Unser leads them into his trailer, where we find out he could REALLY use a Law & Order: SVU projector and screen.
A different type of batshit crazy.
When Jax teases Wayne about how in-depth his research is, Wayne answers that he needs a hobby. Judging from Wayne’s wall decorations,
he already has a few eclectic hobbies.
With his visual aids and years of experience, Unser tells J&B that all evidence points to an inside-SAMRO perp for the break-ins in Charming. Jax doesn’t want to hear it, but Wayne’s pretty convincing. He even suggests the Nomads are Clay’s enforcers, and when the DNA comes back from under Rita’s fingernails, they’ll know for sure. Jax asks Wayne to go introduce himself to the Nomads and sniff around, and he’ll handle Clay.