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Sons-of-anarchy

Tara: Your mother thinks this is about protecting me.
Jax: I am protecting you.
Tara: From what?
Jax: Donna, Abel, Sack. Take your pick.

Clay: Anything happens to this bird, Gemma will stuff you in this cage, make you wear a beak, and shit on newspapers.
Prospect: That sounds fair.

You gonna shoot me Wayne? Traitor.

Gemma

Secret babies are a bad idea.

Gemma (to Tara)

Gemma: He's lost, baby. You have to be the constant. Ride it out.
Tara: I'm not as strong as you.

Gemma: Do you know where my grandson is?
Maureen: No, but I know who does. I'll do whatever I can to help ya.

Tig: I love a good fiesta.
Juice: You do realize that pretty much every Latina you've boned ends up dead.
Tig: Hey, this comes with a price.

I hope you wrapped your shit. That's a high traffic zone you were ripping through last night.

Opie (to Jax)

You lettin' us get hurt? That's bad. That's how you lose friends. I'd hate to see you lost.

Gemma (to Unser)
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