Gemma : "It's done, Wayne. Clay can't be saved."
Wayne : "Okay. I'll point Piney's murder at him. We'll put him away."
Gemma : "No. He's not going down by law. He's going to die... by the hand of a Son."

Jax : "I've been lying to you, Ope. The deal I made with Clay about the cartel, it was to get me out, too."
Opie : "What do you mean?"
Jax : "I'm leaving SAMCRO, Ope. I was going to jump when Clay retired, but now... I'm out when we get done with this deal with the Irish."
Opie : "After my five-year stretch, I wanted out, too."
Jax : "I know."
Opie : "You talked me into staying."
Jax : "Yeah, I did. I love you, Ope. You're my best friend."
Opie : I need you in this club."
Jax : "My family needs me more. You were right, man. I should have let you get out. Donna would probably still be alive. I'm so sorry, bro."

Clay : "Hey, we're going to find out who did this to Tara and we're gonna hurt 'em. I promise."

Clay : "That's right. That's my money. And as long as you got enough to take care of the house and amuse yourself, you don't need to worry about it."
Gemma : "Did you really just say that to me?"
Clay : "Maybe I should be saying shit like that to you more often. Reminding you that you are not a member of this club, you're an old lady. And don't forget it!"