That said, Unser does have a point. What Gemma needs now is not more men in her life. What she needs is a good group of girlfriends who can, like, read Gone Girl with her in book club and have drunken Miss America viewing parties and drag her out for some retail therapy on a regular basis. It's really telling that her old lady contemporaries are mostly either dead (LuAnn) or out of the life (Bobby Elvis's ex, Tig's ex, Piney's ex).

So Tig, Bobby and Chibs are rolling along a back road after their busy day of double homicide when Roosevelt comes roaring up in a wood-paneled station wagon and runs the three of them off the road. Bobby wipes out in a particularly spectacular fashion and the other two bikers rush to his aid first. Once we've established that Bobby Elvis is still in one big, hairy piece, Roosevelt runs over and Chibs rushes him, screaming, "What is your problem, you big, doony bastard?" Roosevelt lets his right hook answer for him. And then, darkness fall with a thud. Chibs and Bobby are off fixing Bobby's bike -- good lord, nobody in this BIKE CLUB can actually keep a bike from being mangled this season -- and Jax walks over. He opens with a compliment ("That was some outlaw shit there"), then moves into condolences. Roosevelt says, "It's tied to your club. I know it is." Jax says, "No-one wants these attacks to end more than me. If SAMCRO takes the heat, all this shit lands in my lap." Roosevelt says quietly, "Well, you reap what you sow. I'm going to crush your club." As he walks away, Jax calls out, "I just had a conversation with Damon Pope. He assures me these attacks aren't him, which means we ain't the cause... why don't we help each other find the scumbags who are shitting on this town?" Eli says, "First Unser, then the MC. Just s few brothers working together, huh?" Jax pours out all the sincerity he can muster and says, "I can't imagine the pain you're in right now. But we ain't the cause. Please let me know if I can help. And don't do this again." Jax melts into the darkness, leaving the widower alone.