Clay: Sam Crow deals guns. You had your little romp as porn king. You tied us to prostitution. You got one of our member's old lady killed.
Jax: You are really gonna stand there and lay the guilt of a dead wife on me?

"You pay or you go away. Your choice, Adolph. Welcome to Charming"

Clay: So you're just gonna stroll outta there with two dead Mexi whores draped over your shoulders?
Tig: I'll gut them dead bitches. I'll flush their bellies with bleach. No DNA.
Clay: What kinda nasty shit did your momma do to you?
Tig: What do you mean?

Unser: Jesus Christ, this is how you treat an old friend?
Clay: Nah. It's how I treat an old cop.

Tig: I got to tell you something, man. I mean it could be bad.
Clay: It already is.
Tig: Those two dead Mexicans in the warehouse hole. I was hitting them.
Clay: Jesus Christ. Both of them?
Tig: Oh yeah. Kind of a taco twofer thing.

Clay: I never sold gun one to the Mexicans, now I need for you to show me a little respect, and give me a few more days for delivery.
Laroy: Don't give a shit about history, or respect. This is about business, old man.
Clay: And I'm telling you, brotha. Give me some more time: really smart business.

Sons of Anarchy Quotes

Jax: Some days you're the Beamer, some days you're the goddamn deer.
Chibs: Some yuppie creamed it out by the streams.
Jax: He run into it or hit a tree while it was giving him head?
Half-Sack: How the hell you want me to get it out of there? (Jax gets a chainsaw) Come on. Jesus, man.
Jax: Just pretend its carve your on steak night at the sizzler.
Half-Sack: I don't eat meat, man.
Jax: Figure it out, grunt.

A true outlaw finds the balance between the passion in his heart and the reason in his mind. The outcome is the balance of might and right.

Jax Teller [voiceover, reading his fathers memoirs]