Carly: Another drink, Mr. Jacks? It's on the house.

Jax: I own the house.

Carly: You provided financial backing. Technically, it's not the same thing as owning it.

Jax: Not according to your creditors. And what would you do if you were in business with someone that you couldn't trust, someone who became, let's say, a little dangerous every time their feelings got hurt?

Carly: I'd cut them out. So is that what you're planning to do with me?

Jax: How am I supposed to trust you again?

Carly: The returns on your investment, Mr. Jacks. 20% ahead of projections, how's your trust in me now?

Jax: How's your impulse control? That's what I'd like to know. You got away with kidnapping tonight. I doubt you'll be so lucky next time.

Carly: There won't be a next time.

Jax: Oh, yes, there will be. That's what I've learned about you.

Carly: Listen, tonight was about Sonny, but...

Jax: It's always about Sonny.

Carly: Not anymore. Look, Sonny will always be in my life, but I am taking steps to get him out of my heart. I'm not going to do things because of Sonny anymore. Look, he doesn't want or need my help and he basically resents me any time I give it to him, and you know what? Skye is the same way, so do yourself a favor, Jax. Cut her loose before you end up just like me. Hmm? You will thank me in the end.

Jax: The mind boggles.

Carly: You know what? You're much better off without Skye.

Jax: Well, I'll take that under advisement. But seriously, if there is a repeat of the boat shed caper or anything like that, I will close down the club. Do you understand that?

Carly: Yes. Look, I value this place too much to lose it. And I'm going to prove to you that you were right to invest in it.

Jax: Ok, I'll see you later.

Carly: Ok.

Jax: Night.

Carly: Night.

Skye: Hello, Carly.