When he goes back to the barn, Kozik exposits on the firearms the club's dealing: long-range sniper rifles, 50-caliber machine guns and rocket-propelled grenade launchers. It is enough weaponry to make one wonder if there is going to be anything living left in the Mexican state of Sonora by the time the Galindo cartel is done. Juice comments that the only time he's seen guns like these are in the computer games he plays -- "That's Call of Duty shit." All the older club members pretend Juice didn't just make a reference that sailed right over their technopeasant skulls, while Jax stands off to the side and wonders exactly how high the price for getting out really is.
Whoops! I spoke too soon about Gemma exiting the hospital. I guess she was taking the long way to Tara's room. As it happens, Tara's being rushed back into surgery post-freakout. Filthy Phil is trundling along behind the hospital bed like a dolorous thunderhead, and Gemma asks him what happened. "I don't know what happened, I swear! Some chick came with flowers, Tara said it was cool. She left a few minutes later, then I heard Tara screaming," Phil recaps. This young man has grown on me this season, if only because he's sort of what would happen if Lennie Small decided to prospect an MC. I hope to God we see him tending rabbits in Season Five. Gemma finds out who the mystery woman is by picking through the wreckage of the flowers and reading the card. (I would love to know what it says: "I'm taking back my son -- rest up! Love, Wendy"?) Phil asks, "Who was she?" and Gemma mutters, "Junkie whore." Oh, now THAT narrows it down in the SAMCRO universe.
Luis, meanwhile, has barbecued two poor, Latino-looking suckers, stuck them in the back of a Range Rover, and attempted to pass them off as the men who tried to abduct Tara. I mention the ethnicity only because the guys who really did the job were whiter than a year of Vogue magazine covers, and these guys, even prior to flash-frying, were not. Jax looks at the bodies and all he says is, "There were three of them." You can practically see Luis's eye-roll as he shrugs, "Yeah, we're into finding the others." Romeo embroiders the tale by claiming the two men gave up their third compadre and the remaining Lobos in northern California, so soon, all will be well once Galindo takes care of business. We see Luis checking Jax to see if the club VP swallows the line. And -- yes. Clay eagerly collaborates, claiming that Jax can get his avenging ya-yas out and the club can provide a little reassurance to the Irish if SAMCRO rides along with Galindo to wipe out the remaining Lobos.