And with a knock on the door, Clay understands that he's been set up. Roosevelt comes in with a gun in a bag and says, "This weapon was registered in your name. It was just found. Used in association with the murders of Damon Pope and three of his associates." Cut to Gemma looking theatrically taken aback. Roosevelt asks Clay, "Can you tell me where you've been this afternoon?" Clay says he's been right here, and Gemma can confirm it. And then Gemma proceeds to hammily lie, "he went out for a few hours. Took the gun. Said he had to settle up some accounts before he left. I didn't think he'd kill anyone." There are a lot of expressions in this scene -- Juice's sick self-loathing, Clay's stunned realization that the two people he loves betrayed him, Gemma's feigned grief -- but Roosevelt's weary resignation to playing out this farce may be one of the most heartbreaking. "Cuff him and read him," he shrugs. After Clay's led away, Gemma looks serene.

So, now that the police have made the fastest forensic investigation in history and the Pope-payroll guy has called August to confirm that Clay's prints were on the weapon, the new HBIC turns to Jax and shares the news. Jax is nearly as good as his mother in feigning sorrowful outrage: "When Clay got drummed out of the club, he blamed Pope. Hated that we were in business together. I never thought he would be stupid enough to go after him." August isn't quite buying the Clay-as-lone-revenge-nut theory, pointing out that only Pope and Jax knew the location for the Tig handoff. "Clay must have followed me here? Waited for Pope to leave, trailed me to the garage?" Jax tries. August muses, "Murder weapon, prints, motive, you running late ..." (Remember: Jax established that with August and Pope was surprised Jax was on time.) August notes how nicely it fits together. Jax asks what that's supposed to mean, and August points out, "You locked down a lucrative deal. The man who called the deal that killed your best friend is gunned down by the man you hate most, who now is as good as dead once I put a price on his head." Jax feigns incredulity: "You think I planned this whole thing? Come on, man. You give me way too much credit. I ain't Pope. I'm just a mechanic looking out for my family." August warns him that his organization will be looking into Pope's death, and if they conclude the police are wrong, they'll be looking to extend their "disciplinary" measures to more than one man. Jax says, "If it's any consolation, I'm looking forward to working with you, Mr. Marks." August looks at the man he knows is responsible for his promotion to No. 1 and shakes his head. Once Jax leaves, August tells his number two, "The bounty's on Clay Morrow. I want him dead before his hearing."