Sons of Anarchy

Clay Morrow: [Hands Jax a gun] Two in the back of the head. Quick and painless. Jax Teller: It ain't easy being king. Clay Morrow: Yeah...you remember that.

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Jax Teller: Some days you're the Beamer, some days you're the goddamn deer. Chibs Telford: Some yuppie creamed it out by the streams. Jax Teller: He run into it or hit a tree while it was giving him head? Kip 'Half-Sack' Epps: How the hell you want me to get it out of there? [Jax gets a chainsaw] Come on. Jesus, man. Jax Teller: Just pretend its carve your own steak night at The Sizzler. Kip 'Half-Sack' Epps: I don't eat meat, man. Jax Teller: Figure it out, grunt.

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Clay Morrow: I been doing business with the One-Niners for a long time. I always respected our arrangement. 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 Wayne: Don't give a shit about history or respect. This is about business, old man. Clay Morrow: And I'm telling you, "brother"...giving me some more time? Really smart business.

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Gemma: [about Abel] You gotta go see him, Jax. Jax Teller: I can't. Gemma Teller: Why? Cause he'll break your heart? It's called being a father. Jax Teller: For how long? A day? A week? Gemma Teller: You know, you were born with that same heart defect your little brother had. [She lightly punches his chest] You seem pretty sturdy to me. I came 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. Tellers do not die easy. Jax Teller: No, we just die bloody. Gemma Teller: That's the Irish in us.

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Gemma Teller: Looks like the boy might actually see his first birthday. Wendy Case: He made it? Oh, Abel, thank God! Gemma Teller: Yes. Thank you, God. Maybe we should say a little prayer? Wendy Case: Okay. That'd be good. Gemma Teller: Dear God, thank you for saving this boy... from his murderous junkie mom, who cared more about a $40 rush than she did her own flesh and blood. Wendy Case: Don't you dare... Gemma Teller: Don't I dare? You pathetic whore. Guess the D.A. was impressed with your Bible studies. Hear they're not gonna press charges. Wendy Case: When I check out of here, I'm going to Promises. Gemma Teller: Let's just throw money at those 12-step freaks. How long's it gonna last this time? Six months? Three? Couple of weeks? Wendy Case: It's gonna be different this time. This time I have my baby to live for. Gemma Teller: That's where you're wrong. You have no baby. You lost that privilege. [Grabs Wendy by the throat] You so much as cast a shadow on that kid, try to turn som

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[voiceover] Most of us were not violent by nature. We all had our problems with authority, but none of us were sociopaths. We came to realize that when you move your life off the social grid, you give up the safety that society provides. On the fringe, blood and bullets are the rule of law, and if you're a man with convictions, violence is inevitable.

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