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 pay or you go away. Your choice, Adolph. Welcome to Charming"

Clay: So you're just gonna stroll outta there with two dead Mexi whores draped over your shoulders?
Tig: I'll gut them dead bitches. I'll flush their bellies with bleach. No DNA.
Clay: What kinda nasty shit did your momma do to you?
Tig: What do you mean?

Unser: Jesus Christ, this is how you treat an old friend?
Clay: Nah. It's how I treat an old cop.

Tig: I got to tell you something, man. I mean it could be bad.
Clay: It already is.
Tig: Those two dead Mexicans in the warehouse hole. I was hitting them.
Clay: Jesus Christ. Both of them?
Tig: Oh yeah. Kind of a taco twofer thing.

Clay: I never sold gun one to the Mexicans, now I need for you to show me a little respect, and give me a few more days for delivery.
Laroy: Don't give a shit about history, or respect. This is about business, old man.
Clay: And I'm telling you, brotha. Give me some more time: really smart business.

Sons of Anarchy Quotes

I promise, everyone is gonna be okay.

Jax

Jax: Chibs, come on. Let's get out of here.
Chibs: You... are not my VP anymore. Nomad.