Gemma : "I live with so many lies, Clay. So many things I can't ever speak of. I'm okay with that. I do it to protect what we have. But I can't lie to you. You're the only truth I have."
Clay : "I know, baby."

Agent Potter : "Some members of SAMCRO will have to pay for their involvement, but the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club will survive. Maybe saving the reaper will be just the karmic balm your psychic neck wound needs."

Clay : "You promised me, you would finish this out."
Jax : "And you promised me the cartel would be good for the club. I guess we both lied."
Clay : "Doctor pussy's clouding who you are, son."
Jax : "If you ever talk that way about Tara again, I will pound those half-dead hands so hard into this table, you won't ever be able to hold that gavel again."

Bobby : "You were great today. Talking the cartel down, saving Laroy and all those other guys. It was impressive. This club needs that. Can't lose you."

Agent Potter : "Georgie's alive and well."
Otto : "This makes no sense. Why would they lie to me?"
Agent Potter : "They didn't kill Georgie because he wasn't guilty. I still believe the statistic holds true. Bobby Elvis was sleeping with Luann. When he became concerned that you and the club would find out, he killed her. You came to Stockton to do a six-year stretch. The moves you made in here for the club added another 30. You lost your freedom, your vision... your sanity. And now you're on death row. Seems to me there is a substantial inequity at play here."