SAMCRO's packing up and taking off. Clay hands a cage with Gemma's cockatiel to one of the prospects and says by way of pet care instructions, "Anything happens to this bird, I'm going to stuff you in a cage, make you wear a beak and shit on newspapers." "That sounds fair," the prospect shrugs. For all we know, that's his idea of a well-spent weekend. Piney and Clay then dither over the itinerary like two old ladies about to board a Carnival Cruise to Cancun, and Jax announces he's going to take the truck so he can say goodbye to Gemma. "I'm going with," Tig announces. (What did I say earlier about how he injects himself into the Teller/Morrow nuclear family? Echoes of how Clay hung around John and Gemma maybe?) Clay's off to do his own thing for a bit, and tasks Bobby Elvis with getting the boys to the plane on time. Better him than Happy -- this way, everyone stands a chance of getting on that plane alive.

And now, a tedious goodbye scene between Opie and Lyla. (One sweet detail: Chibs wordlessly grabs Opie's bag and walks off with it so Opie has one less thing to think about. I will never stop being struck by how the older members of the club still parent the ones who were raised in it, like Opie and Jax.) Oh, Lyla has something to tell Opie, but then she realizes that maybe it can wait until after her boyfriend gets back from Ireland, so she settles for feebly saying, "You know how much I love you, how sad I'd be if anything ever happened to you." Opie assures her nothing will happen, then tells her he loves her. And ... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

At the hospital: a spasming Gemma is being wheeled down the hall by a bunch of nurses, and Unser grabs Tara to exclaim, "Jesus, Gemma! What the hell happened?" Tara tells him, "Fever's spiked to 107, it may be a reaction to the new meds. We're putting her into an ice bath before she strokes out." She runs off, and Unser's left to think, "One hundred and seven degrees? Isn't that a little, you know, high?"

Tara supervises the nursing team getting Gemma into an ice bath, then dispatches them to go find another doctor. Then she huffs at the guard who's watching, "A little privacy, please." He leaves, and Tara leans down to tell Gemma, "All clear." Up pops the miraculously healed Gemma. Amazingly, being dunked in the ice bath has not pushed her into another cardiac incident. Tara pulls out the bag she had packed at Jax's house, then launches in Phase II of Gemma's escape: Gemma in a white doctor's coat, making a phone call to Jax, while Tara uses her keycard to hustle Gemma through the back corridors of the hospital.