Meeting time with Pope! Jax makes some small talk: "Where do you land in the Pope organizational chart, Augie?" August says he's an advisor and confidante. Jax says, "No title? 'V.P. of Special Deeds?' 'Heir to the Blood Throne?'" August says, "I've been with Mr. Pope since I was 17, if that tells you anything." Jax shrugs, "It tells me you're loyal. Or patient." Then he heads over to Pope, who is approving of Charming Heights. "Hale is a shitty mayor but he's a good developer," Jax says. "We can't all be all things," Pope smiles. Although he is pretty much there himself, as apparently he's omnipotent, what with knowing all about the cartel hijinks and Clay's exit.

Jax digs himself into deeper business with Pope -- another 20 kilos of coke out to Reno to cover the cost of the Chinese guns -- and Pope smiles, "You're good at this, Jackson. You sure you want to get out of the drug business?" Jax claims that he's sure. He then says, "Can I ask your advice on something? You make big decisions every day, take advice from people you trust. You ever choose to go against that? Do something everyone tells you is a bad idea? ...The club voted to take Clay's patch. I wanted to take more." Pope whispers, "Shit," then says jauntily, "Democracy is overrated. Revenge is never about the greater good. It's a visceral need that has to be satisfied, or the strong lose focus." Pope should know. Jax asks how he can scratch that itch without wrecking SAMCRO. Pope tells Jax, "Step away from the need to feel it. It's not about the process, it's about the result." "Payback by proxy," Jax says, and hands up, all of you who suspect this is how he'll weasel out of handing over Tig. Now, hands up, all of you who suspect August is going to meet a Sutterian end as Jax's way to exact revenge on Pope for the Opie thing. Now, those of you with both hands up, wave them in the air like you just don't care!