In another part of the hospital, Clay's striding through the corridors, the rest of the SAMCRO regulars trailing behind him. There's a little bit of chit-chat -- Opie offers Jax condolences on his grandma and Jax is all, "Whatever" -- and then the boys get down to solving the problem at hand: How to get rid of the guards surrounding the shooter's room so they can question him. Jax wants to see if Tara can help, but Clay has other ideas: "Let's go visit Chuckie, see if we can brighten his day."

Meanwhile, in a bar, Jimmy O is busy making the case to the home office that Eddie set him up, "put me in a safehouse so ATF could catch me with guns. Clay can back me up. He was there." I find it interesting that the Real IRA appears to be splitting along "John Teller's our legit connection"/"Clay Morrow's our man" lines, the same way SAMCRO does. Jimmy O presses his case: "I find it hard to believe that Cammy wasn't privy to what his son was doing. He needs to go away. Quietly." Father Ashby reminds him that the who-lives-and-who-dies decisions go to the council, and Jimmy O's all, "Well, the council is packed with idiots if it doesn't follow my recommendation." Only he's a lot more subtle. Father Ashby is nothing if not attuned to subtlety and issues a smackdown with, "You've been away too long. You've forgotten how we do things at home. It's not a one-man army." Jimmy O reminds Father Ashby that so far as he's concerned, his days of being an altar boy subordinate are over, and Father Ashby gets a tad snippy in response. When Jimmy O hangs up, he comments, "Our good priest, getting a mite too godly for his collar."