Seconds later, Chibs comes running, hollering Juice's name. Happy's with him, and greets the scene with "What the hell?" Juice is sufficiently shaken so that his story sounds credible: "I came out to take a piss. I spotted him pulling something out of the leaves. He saw me and he freaked out. He tried to kill me. I took one trying to get the gun." Chibs gently helps Juice to his feet and supports him. Happy takes his own piece and shoots the dead Miles some more, growling, "Lying bitch." Chibs wryly asks, "Did you get 'im?"

Everyone else pulls up, and Chibs acts as Juice's PR, explaining that it was Miles. Opie looks shocked by this. Happy says adamantly, "He's very dead." Clay snaps, "I ought to shoot you guys for patching him in," then compliments Juice. We cut to Filthy Phil, who looks dazed by this development. The prospects carry Juice over to the van. After that errand, they're to bury Miles deep, with no marker. Opie and Jax walk back into the barn, and Opie correctly observes that Miles makes no sense as the thief. Jax is all, "Eh. We've got the brick back and Miles wasn't really a regular. So who cares?"

At Teller Morrow, Dawn's working the adoring-daughter angle for it's worth, showing Tig a digitized shot of him with both girls when they were younger, and asking, "Don't you remember?" He doesn't, and jokes about his befuddlement, but he's clearly enjoying himself. Chucky comes out with lemonade, and as Dawn heads over, Bobby and Gemma call for Tig. Gemma called Tig's ex, Colleen. Bobby says, "Fawn is fine. She's in Chicago with her boyfriend for two weeks." Gemma adds, "No bulimia. Dawn's playing you, sweetheart." Tig keeps a game face, but he's a little wobbly when he asks, "What's she want the twelve grand for?" Gemma's all, "I don't know. Why don't you ask her?" Bobby Elvis asks if Tig's okay, and he insists he is, then abruptly walks away. Gemma watches him go, then says, "This is why mothers should drown baby girls." Bobby Elvis gives Gemma an appalled look. (And this is why I was disappointed that Jax and Tara produced a boy. I would have liked to have seen how Jax handled parenthood when the child Tara had was a girl. I would have also liked to have seen how Tara's concerns about bringing up a girl around club life would match or differ from Gemma's. Ah, well.)