Jax Teller Quotes
Jax: You shoulda gone back to Chicago. The shit that happened with Kohn, that shoulda been the end.
Tara: You're not making sense.
Jax: This has to be the end. You gotta get out, from Charming...Away from me. It's simple. You don't belong here.
Clay: How do you want to handle it?
Jax: We kill them all.
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.
Jax: Is there anything you love so much, you'd protect it, no matter the cost; the damage it did to you?
Tara: Yeah. Yeah, a child.
Jax: Yeah. That's how I feel about this club. Since I was five Tara, all I've ever wanted was a Harley and cut. Change won't happen quick, or without blood, but it'll happen. It has to.
Clay: Sam Crow deals guns. You had your little romp as porn king. You tied us to prostitution. You got one of our member's old lady killed.
Jax: You are really gonna stand there and lay the guilt of a dead wife on me?
"You are really gonna stand there and lay the guilt of a dead wife on me?"
Jax: Do you love me? It's a simple question.
Tara: It's not a simple answer.
Hale: Chief Unser's retiring at the end of this month. I'll be stepping into those shoes. Unser's always had a look the other way policy with the Sons of Anarchy.
Jax: Unser's a lazy drunk.
Hale: I will not look the other way, Jax. Just a friendly heads up.
Jax: We're all free men, protected by the Constitution. You look any way you want, Chief.
Gemma: You gotta go see him, Jax.
Jax: I can't.
Gemma: Why? He'll break your heart? It's called being a father.
Jax: For how long? A day? A week?
Gemma: You know, you were born with that same heart defect your little brother had. (She lightly punches his chest) Seems pretty sturdy to me. I've been through hell, landed on my feet. Your father was hit by a goddamn semi, dragged 178 yards. And that bastard lived for two more days. Teller's do not die easy.
Jax: No, we just die bloody.
Jax: Some days you're the Beamer, some days you're the goddamn deer.
Chibs: Some yuppie creamed it out by the streams.
Jax: He run into it or hit a tree while it was giving him head?
Half-Sack: How the hell you want me to get it out of there? (Jax gets a chainsaw) Come on. Jesus, man.
Jax: Just pretend its carve your on steak night at the sizzler.
Half-Sack: I don't eat meat, man.
Jax: Figure it out, grunt.
