Whatever Juice learned in prison, it wasn't lying. The only reason he manages to bluff his way through the "Who took the key of coke?” inquisition is because he stirs up a few intra-gang bad feelings. Clay and Jax decide to interrogate Filthy Phil and Rat Boy, mostly because they can't fathom fully patched-in members betraying the club. The situational irony is staggering.
Anyway, there are assorted attempts to get the prospects to fess up, including a game of Russian Roulette, a cage match and threats of unleashing Happy on everyone. While the prospects are staring at a gun and wondering exactly which decision of theirs led to this point in their lives, Chibs and Juice are sitting outside, and Juice nervously tries to feel Chibs out on the race issue and whether it really matters if a member of SAMCRO is black. Chibs explains the nuances to the viewers: You can have a black old lady, but club rules is club rules, and you knew what they were when you signed on for the life. He explains, "The rules have been around since day one. Different time. I'm not saying I agree with them all. But if you start picking and choosing which ones to follow, then the whole thing just falls apart.” Into anarchy, perhaps? Anyway, Chibs is not dumb and none of us will be surprised if, in a future episode, we learn that he knew Juice was not exactly descended from the Saxe-Coburg-Gotha line.
Juice's mounting sense of unease and desperation leads him to try and retrieve the cocaine before a prospect gets killed. Unfortunately, Miles stumbles across Juice digging up the cocaine, and after a brief, frightening fight, Juice kills him. He's rattled, but makes up a story about discovering Miles in the act of unearthing the cocaine, so now Juice is a hero to his brothers. Well, all of them except the dead one.
BREAKING DAWN: One of Tig's twin daughters comes to visit Dad/shake him down for $12,000. Bobby Elvis knows it's a shakedown. Gemma knows it's a shakedown. (She has gone so far as to fact-check Dawn's story.) So Tig knows it's a shakedown. But he goes along with it, because this way, he'll get to see his daughter again.
IMA REMARKABLY BAD JUDGE OF CHARACTER: Ima failed to take a hint from Opie and hung around the clubhouse, first running into Tara (who gave her a Gorgon-like stare and let Gemma do all the threatening), then into Lyla, who had come in looking for Opie. After Lyla lunges for her erstwhile pal, Ima pulls a gun in the clubhouse, then uses it to cover her escape. You can imagine how well this goes over with Gemma, Tara and Piney, all of whom were in the clubhouse at the time (Piney, it should be noted, was holding baby Thomas). For her sins, Jax later hunts down Ima and beats the crap out of her.
YOU CAN'T SPELL ‘DOPE' WITHOUT ‘OPE:' So he and Lyla are pretty much done. She told him about the abortion, and that was pretty much Opie's excuse to check out. This is not going to end well.
NOT GOING IN THE MORROW FAMILY HOLIDAY LETTER: Unser, who is a highly situational ethicist but ultimately not amoral, realizes that Clay is going to kill Tara to protect his secret. He tails Tara and goes to Roosevelt to alert him to a possible threat. It's just too bad for Unser he's not around when Clay sets the cartel on Jax's old lady. (On the bright side: That'll be the hard proof Roosevelt needs to act.) Since Roosevelt wants more proof beyond Unser's ticky suspicions, Unser gins up a note threatening Tara in the hopes that it forces everyone to pay attention. Start the betting pool now as to whether or not Tara dismisses it as the work of the brutalized Ima.
Silent joke of the night: Clay: (fires his gun into the ceiling) Killing each other ain't going to solve anything.
Tig turns and gives him an incredulous look.
This episode takes up immediately where the last one left off: SAMCRO and their Mayan counterparts are looking at the tidy stacks of cocaine packages and wondering why there is one missing. Each side immediately begins blaming the other for the missing kilo, and Juice attempts to deflect attention with, "It was all here before ten. I came by after I hit the weed shop and did a walk-through." Alvarez says thoughtfully, "So you were the last one here?" Juice says, "Yeah, I stuck a key of blow down my pants and just walked out. Douchebag." His tone practically screams, "I did, really!" but nobody notices, because Alvarez has just lunged for Juice, and naturally, everyone has to make a big, noisy show of holding each other back.
Clay quickly ends all the hollering and grappling by firing his weapon into the air. He shouts, "Now, killing each other ain't gonna solve anything." Cut to Tig looking at Clay in disbelief; his expression reads, I hardly KNOW you anymore! Everyone quickly leaves so the club leadership on both sides can hash this out. Clay promises to go over the security surveillance -- there are cameras at all the entrances -- but that really doesn't soothe anyone. Alvarez says Rafi, who's logged 15 years as a soldier, wouldn't have taken the cocaine; Jax is equally adamant about Juice. On the one hand, I suppose he has to be: it's a lousy MC leader who sells out his guy at the first opportunity. On the other hand, did nobody notice how weirdly Juice was acting? In a moment of unintentional hilarity, Jax suggests that perhaps Rafi is buffeted by outside pressures nobody knows about. Alvarez responds by reminding us all that Romeo will be here before the end of the episode, so this "Who took the coke?" riddle has to be solved in another 50 minutes. He then makes his exit with, "We find the bitch who did it? It don't matter if he's Mayan or Son, he's dead." Clay and Jax sulk a little, then try to see if they can figure out who it is via deductive reasoning. Here are their premises: "No way it was Juice" and "Miles is too stupid." Therefore, according to the process of elimination, it has to be one of the two prospects who were completely ignorant of what the crates held, Filthy Phil or Rat Boy. Anyway, Jax goes to call Happy. Those poor pledges.
Tara drives her momvan over to Teller Morrow. She's got a staff meeting to get to, and Grandma is going to be watching Thomas until it's over. (Abel is conveniently off-camera with the babysitter, who apparently is not getting paid enough to take both kids to Target.) Gemma asks how Elyda the babysitter is working out, and Tara says, "She's good. Abel likes her. She's teaching him Spanish." Gemma, perhaps thinking back to her last parental visit, says, "Just keep her away from Tig." I don't know; I wouldn't mind seeing Bachman again. Just then, a taxi pulls up and the cabbie asks for $18.25. We see a teenaged girl ask the cabbie to hold on. She locks eyes on Gemma, and Gemma sighs, "Oh, Christ." Tara asks, "Who's that?" Gemma replies, "Half of Satan's spawn. Here -- take the baby."