Then again, even if Tig and Clay were still buddies, what person in their right mind would walk away from lomi-lomi?

Meanwhile, Otto finally walks in to meet with Bobby Elvis. He opens by putting down a yellow legal pad; the first page is filled with careful, block print. Otto says shortly, "Read it. Out loud." Bobby pulls out his reading glasses and begins. "March 1997. Broke Giordano's collarbone, two ribs. Month in the hole. Five months added. August 1999. Shivved Winter Holder for being a rat. Two years added. What --?" Otto orders, "Keep reading." Bobby Elvis asks, "Why am I reading this, Otto?" Otto replies, "It's my list, brother. It's all the things I've done for the club inside. Including the thing that got me life. The thing that got me death. And I only asked for one thing from SAMCRO: Take care of Luann." Bobby says, "I know. And we did, Otto. I promise." Otto replies, "No, you didn't. And now you're going to feel that." Enter the feds to arrest Bobby. Potter waits in the door, watching Bobby unravel as he realizes that Otto ratted. As Bobby is hauled off, Otto says, "Time for you to start a list, Bobby." Potter looks at Otto for a moment, and he almost seems sympathetic. Or perhaps he's stopped to consider the human cost of his machinations. Who can tell with this cat?

And now, Opie's watching Piney burn. Sensibly, Piney's in a cardboard box. (Well, it's sensible to me. There's no use in ponying up for a fancy container if it's going to be reduced to ashes. The real question is what Ope's going to store his dad's cremains in once the job is done.) Unser comes in to keep Opie company. He adds, "I need to talk to you about something," and Opie laconically replies, "Not really in the mood to talk to you right now." Just then, Jax comes in, sees Opie watching a body burn as he holds Piney's cut, and gasps, "Oh, my God. What happened?" Opie shrugs, "Found him at the cabin. Shotgun to the chest." Jax flings himself at Opie for what he clearly intends to be a consoling hug, but Opie is not in a hugging place. Jax asks, "You think it was the Mexicans?" Unser looks at Opie anxiously, and Opie turns his implacable gaze on Jax and drawls, "I'll fill you in. I just wanted to say good-bye. I know that he'd want you here." Unser decides his work is done, and leaves the two young men to their witnessing. Jax looks grief-stricken. Opie looks like he wants to burn the world down.