Inside church, the guys have just voted on their prospects, and they are the sorriest group of recruits you ever did see. They make Flounder and Pinto from Animal House look like Animal Mother and Eightball from Full Metal Jacket. As Chibs walks over and hands them their brand-new cuts, he says, "Well, boys, the easy part is over." "I get it, man," one of them says, and Jax bellows, "Shut up! You don't say anything unless a member tells you to." Anyway, these poor suckers are prospects for at least a year, and they're on the hook for $75 per month in dues. (This seems really low. What is the money used for? Craft projects? The $225 these prospects are kicking to the club won't even cover a night of drinking for these guys.) Clay adds, "Welcome. Don't get yourself killed." "Now get the hell out of here," Opie commands. Everyone gets, to the bellows of "Shut the door!"
Clay then brings up the requests for transfer -- one from Tacoma (Kozik) and one from the nomads (Happy). He says, "I just want to say, for me, both of these guys would make welcome additions, and to be honest, we need you." They sure do -- those prospects are weaksauce indeed. The voting commences. Happy's unanimously voted in, and his little-boy grin when Jax says, "Yeaaaaah!" is just adorable. Awww, who's the cutest thirteen-time murderer at the SAMCRO table? Happy is! Clay then bangs a gavel and says, "Kozik. Yay." To his right, Tig looks right at Kozik and says, "Nay." Cut to Kozik rolling his eyes and then back to Clay, who says flatly, "Jesus Christ. Really?" Tig shakes his head with, "I don't trust the man." Clay picks up the gavel and slams it down with extreme prejudice.
The church meeting ends. Clay stalks out, absolutely livid, but Happy's all hugs for everyone. Which, again, adorable. Sure, he's a vicious enforcer and 13-time killer, but he loves his mama, sounds like he gargles with Dran-O and is all excited about being part of SAMCRO. Kozik, however, is not all grins and hugs. Clay and Jax drift over to hang out with him, and Clay apologizes with, "I thought he was on board. You stick around, though -- you understand?" Jax adds, "Tig just wants you to know how big his dick is." Oh, what a pity at least one firsthand witness to that particular marvel was iced in episode three. And cows don't yet have the capacity for human speech. Jax assures him, "We'll vote again in a couple of weeks. You'll be SAMCRO." Kozik says, "Yeah? I'ma start the healing."