Gemma Teller-Morrow Quotes
Unless we want a three-headed grandchild, looks like we're gonna need to share some family history.
Mo: I should take your right eye for talking shite about a man of God.
Gemma: Wouldn't be the first thing you took from me.
Mo: Well maybe if you didn't chew men up like a meat grinder, they wouldn't be oversees looking for tenderness.
Gemma: You dink of a whore!
Gemma: Redwood put SAMBEL on the map.
Mo: Aye, and after four days ya nearly wiped them off.
Gemma: It's okay to be sad baby. McGee was First Nine, you've known him for 40 years.
Clay: Time don't mean shit.
Gemma: Who did it?
Clay: Who do you think?
Gemma: My family has a few things to work out with Jimmy.
Fiona: That's a mistake.
Gemma: Then it's my mistake!
Gemma: Who the hell are these people? Using a baby like a God damn poker chip.
Jax: It's not just them. This happened because we deal guns with the Irish. Let's not kid ourselves we're the victims here.
Gemma: Maybe that profound awareness helps relieve your guilt, but now is not the time for soul searching. You focus on the hate you need to kill all these Irish pricks.
Gemma: Drive by. Nearly deported. This is only day one.
Bobby: It's just another vacation.
It seems that no matter how deep I bury that shit, someone always digs it up.
You gonna shoot me Wayne? Traitor.
Secret babies are a bad idea.
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.
