Over at SAMCRO's new rustic compound (formerly the Osborne spread), Clay and Jax walk into a barn where many other members of SAMCRO are busy building crates for all the guns. "Look at all my happy little elves!" Clay says, giving Bobby Elvis an especially pointed look. Bobby Elvis looks neither happy nor particularly elfin. These crates are ... well, they're basically the Leksvik line from IKEA, except made for holding guns. I don't see why these guys don't just drop the gun-running and start an artisanal furniture business, because they could make a killing soaking all the authenticity-craving yuppies coming from Stockton. I mean, have you seen what a handcrafted storage chest goes for? These guys lack vision. Anyway, Chibs got the specs from the Irish, then promptly decamped to the loo where he is, as Tig delicately phrases it, "fuckin' shit out." Juice adds, "Literally -- all that processed food." Chibs comes out, looking wan, and blames his digestive travails on bad Mexican food. Bobby Elvis wanders by and chides, "Chasing burritos with Jack and James probably didn't help." Chibs ignores him and asks, "Juicey, you're going to hit me up, yeah?" Juice grins, "Green tea and a mint colonic? A little herbal infusion --" "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop," Tig begs, looking as if he's just been threatened with an outing to an American Girl store. I just love how Juice apparently spent all his time in prison contemplating herbal remedies. Jax thinks about his family's future, Clay brokers business deals, Juice reads a little Michael Pollan and Mark Bittman and takes it to a weird place.
Anyway, Clay's all, "I did not become president of an MC so I could learn about your colons, guys. I'm off to the Wahewa. Bobby Elvis, you're with me. Tig, let me stoke your insecurity so it flares up at the least opportune moment in a future episode. And ... scene."
Kozik has recovered from being jumped just in time to see the boys who scammed him driving off the truck filled with guns. I suspect Happy's inside, holding a gun to Miles' head to make sure there are no spots on the glassware, which explains why nobody else notices the truck driving away.
On the other side of the law, Potter is putting up a picture of Parada on his Web O' Crime collage. (Behind him, by the way, are a stack of twelve photos under the heading "RIRA Presumed/Related Kills." That number seems low.) We get the 411 on Parada: Former Mexican military guerilla enlisted by Jose Galindo to head up the cartel's strategic enforcement unit. Roosevelt asks incredulously, "The cartel has a 'strategic enforcement unit?'" Potter explains that there are two Sonora-based cartels: Galindo's and Los Lobos Sonoras. There's a blood feud over the territory, thus explaining Parada's need for guns. "I'm guessing the Sons will be expediting the coke that pays for them." Cut to Roosevelt looking less than pleased that the felons in his backyard will be adding drug trafficking to their busy schedule of extralegal activities. The ATF guy brightly adds, "We've been watching Galindo for the last couple of years. He's a spunky little psychopath! Since he hired Romeo, he's been giving TJ and others a hard run for their money on drugs." I'm guessing "TJ" is shorthand for a Tijuana-based cartel. The upshot is that SAMCRO is now getting more heat as the target of the RICO operation. Potter says, "Now, my locally-enforced friend, we move on to Plan B." There are two mug shots under that heading: Big Otto's and Juice's. Potter asks Roosevelt to pick up Juice. When Roosevelt asks, reasonably enough, how picking up an enema-addled goofball helps the RICO case, the ATF suit explains, "We need to create a history of organized crime, past and present. Juice is the [present] connection." Potter then outlines what Roosevelt will do: pick up Juice on a parole violation -- being part-owner of a weed shop will do nicely -- then tell Juice that he's about to pull a few family skeletons out of the closet. Roosevelt gets an eyeful of the skeletons per a dossier and looks up with a "You've got to be kidding me" look.