Clay and Alvarez have a little catch-up in church. Clay fills him in on the whole sad, bad Lobo Sonora stunt and concludes, "I think Galindo's rival is making a play in northern Cali." Alvarez says, "I talked to Romeo. Said it was a shot off the bow -- Lobo making noise. Luis is coming up with a few of his guys, make sure it all dies quietly." Clay asks about the note in Tara's momvan. Alvarez replies, "He said it's not their style. Lobo would have written the note in their kids' blood." I am unclear on who the "they" is -- or more to the point, which children are being exsanguinated for the sake of memo writing -- but none of that is any good. Anyway, it's all good between Goofus and Gallant.

And now, a tiny and heartbreaking scene where Roosevelt lays the groundwork for entrapment and looks disgusted with himself and/or the universe while he does so. Moving on...

Gemma and Unser are meeting in her office; Unser's filling her in on his "legwork," when in actuality, he's doing some of his own. First up, finding out that Tara hasn't mentioned the death threat to anyone else. Second up, learning that Clay is very probably on to him as the source of the letter. After Gemma leaves, Clay shoves Unser to the couch and snarls, "You think this is some kind of a game? Crawl back into your little shithole, Wayne. You leave this alone. Don't get in my way anymore." Or what, Clay? You'll kill the guy with the terminal diagnosis? You best watch it -- those guys are the ones who figure they have the least to lose and the most to amend for. (See also: Piney.)

And now, a tiny and heartbreaking scene where Roosevelt does the entrapment. He still looks disgusted with himself for doing so, so at least there's that.

After Clay gets done pushing around a terminally ill man, he walks out to a card table where Chibs, Bobby Elvis and Tig are sitting around and looking like they fell off the wrong side of the pool table that morning. Bobby Elvis tells us that SAMTAZ called, and Armando's been MIA since last night. Chibs adds that Tucson's worried. Naturally, it's time for a meeting. How these men stay in home-invasion shape when they're constantly sitting in meetings is God's private mystery. (Although -- aw! -- we see Jax and Opie playing with Jax's boys on the playground.)