I-I think I owe you the truth about Chuck. Those lanterns. He was living in that house without electricity for the better part of two years. He knew how to use those lanterns. He was careful, I saw it, I know you did too. There was never a problem. I know it's a terrible thing to... [pause] I don't think what happened was an accident.
[Jimmy and Kim don't respond]
You probably heard Chuck was retiring from HHM. But that's not the truth. The truth is that we had a disagreement, and I pushed him out. I made him go.
Chuck was sick for years. And after the bar hearing—
The bar hearing had nothing to do with it.
The fact is, he started getting better after that. He took more of an interest in the firm, he came to work, we could leave the lights on. He was improving until the thing with the insurance, so i-it wasn't the bar hearing.
Jimmy
The insurance?
It was a ridiculous thing. I should have just let it go. I mean, God knows he's done enough for me. But he kept pushing, and I, um, I got my back up.
Jimmy
What about the insurance?
It was, uh, our malpractice insurance. They found out about Chuck's condition, raised our rates. Chuck went ballistic. He wanted to go to war. I drew a line. He wouldn't back down, so I forced him out. Never occurred to me that I could hurt him. He always seemed so strong. But he wasn't. I think he did what he did because of me.
Jimmy
[pause] Well, Howard, I guess that's your cross to bear.
[Jimmy leaves his job interview at Neff Copiers after being promised that he will be contacted in a week. Jimmy impulsively walks back to Mr. Neff's office.]
Jimmy
I'm sorry, could I just have another minute? I-I'll be real quick.
NMr. Neff
Uh, yeah, sure, Jimmy. What's on your mind?
Jimmy
Uh, look, I know you are gonna take some time to consider your options, but maybe we could settle this right now. There's a thing that we all know called opportunity cost—the time you spend looking for someone is time I could be out there working for you. And sure, there are salesmen out there with way more experience than me. But what are the chances one of them's going to come walking through that door in the next week? And is it worth the wait? Maybe. Maybe. But I could tell you this: none of them will have the connection to your machines that I do. None. I worked in the mail room. I know how important the copy machine is – deadlines, last minute changes. And I was in there. I was clearing paper jams, I was cleaning ink off gears and rollers trying to figure out where the mystery streaks were coming from. [chuckles] I was down on my hands and knees with my tie over my shoulder and ink-stained hands and a line of assistants out the door, and they're all worried that they're gonna lose their job if they don't get their document in the next five minutes. I know—I know better than anyone that the copier, it's the beating heart of any business. It goes down, it causes delays—that is lost money, that is frustrated employees, that's a negative work environment, that's a business on life support. But you plug one of your new machines into the system, that is a healthy, strong heartbeat—ka-chunk, ka-chunk, ka-chunk! That is a healthy business—ka-chunk, ka-chunk, ka-chunk! That is a successful business! And that's what we're selling.
[Jimmy walks to the other side of the room while Mr. Neff and Henry confer amongst themselves. After a few minutes, they approach Jimmy.]
NMr. Neff
Jimmy. Welcome to the team.
Jimmy
Really?
HHenry
Damn right! Congrats! We'll get you set up with Audrey in HR, fill out your paperwork, and hopefully you'll be all set by the end of the day.
Jimmy
So just like that, huh?
NMr. Neff
Yep. Why wait when we can get you rolling?
Jimmy
You were gonna take some time though and consider your options, but, uh... I just come in and do that little song-and-dance and... I'm in?
NMr. Neff
Yeah. Right. That's right.
Jimmy
Wh—Are you out of your mind? You don't know me. I just came in off the street. You guys are like a couple of cats. I come in, wave a shiny object, you're like, "I want that!" No due diligence? No background check? No, just hire the guy that says them fancy words? I could be a serial killer! I could be a guy who pees in your coffee pot! I could be both!
HHenry
...So you're not taking the job?
Jimmy
No, I'm not taking the job! Suckers. I feel sorry for you.
[Jimmy takes his briefcase and leaves]
[Jimmy and Mike are sitting at a booth at Loyola's diner. Jimmy places a Hummel figurine on the table]
Jimmy
What if I told you you could turn this piece of crap into four grand, for each of us, minimum? This little fella, he's called the "Merry Wanderer." He's not much to look at, he's pretty easy to find. I got this one at a pawn shop on 4th for twenty bucks. But, he has a cousin called "Bavarian Boy," almost identical—same umbrella, same swagger. That one is worth a boatload.
And I gather you know where to find a Bavarian Boy?
Jimmy
I do indeed. He's gathering dust on a shelf in an office up on San Mateo and he's been there for God knows how long and they have no idea what they've got. To them, it's not Bavarian Boy, it's just some piece of junk Grandma gave me that I feel too guilty to get rid of. And that's where you come in. Now, this place I'm talking about, they're not exactly what you call security-conscious. There's no cameras whatsoever. There's an alarm on the door that I could probably bridge. And past that, you just pick a lock and walk over to the shelf and swap this Wanderer for that Boy. It's five minutes, max.
[Fran, a waitress, approaches the table]
FFran
Warm-up, gentlemen?
Jimmy
Wow, thanks.
FFran
[regarding the figurine] That's cute.
Jimmy
Isn't it, though?
FFran
Yeah. Have your food out in a jiff, Mike.
Jimmy
[sighs] Look. They're not even going to know it's gone. They look over at the shelf, they just see the same dumb tchotchke staring at 'em they've been looking at for years. There's no serial number. These things are practically untraceable. You send Pryce or some other schlub down to Dallas, next week they're having a collectibles expo. Those people are hungry for Hummels. I mean, their eyes are gonna pop when they see what we've brung 'em. And they will pay through the nose, which we will split fifty-fifty. So? It's perfect, right? We make some nice Hummel-loving lady happy, and we make a bundle. Let's do something beautiful here.
And how did you come across this valuable wunderkind?
Jimmy
What difference does it make?
Guys in the office cross you? Done you wrong?
Jimmy
[scoffs] What? You're, uh, missing the point! It's free money! You walk by a twenty on the sidewalk? No, you pick it up.
Jimmy
What? Why?
Jimmy
Not for you? Is there some problem I'm not seeing, like, with the swap or something?
Plan's fine as far as it goes, it's just not for me. And I don't think it should be for you, either. [beat] I'm sorry about your brother.
Jimmy
Yeah, thanks. What, you're really not gonna do this?
[Kim shows Jimmy some documents left over to him from Chuck's will, including a personal letter from Chuck in an unopened envelope]
Um, this is... It's from Chuck. Nobody knows for sure what's in it. You don't have to open it right now, but...
[Jimmy opens the envelope]
Jimmy
Let's see what the old boy has to say.
O-Okay. I'll give you minute, um...
Jimmy
No, no. Stay. It's fine. And, uh, you want to hear this, right?
Jimmy
It's undated. Okay, here it goes: "Dear Jimmy, I have left many things unsaid in our relationship through the years. Rather than allow—allow these unspoken thoughts to die with me, I've chosen to record them here for you. I hope you will take my words in the spirit in which they are intended." New paragraph. "I remember quite clearly the day you came home from the hospital. You can't imagine the joy on Mom's face. I can honestly say I never saw her happier than she was on that day. You brought a shine to her life that nothing else ever did, and I'm glad of that." New paragraph. "We have not always seen eye to eye. I expect it will continue to be so in the future. However, nothing will ever change the fact that we are brothers, flesh and blood. Although we are very different people, I want you to know how much I respect what you have made of yourself in these last few years. You have taken the opportunity I gave you in the mailroom and you have run with it, becoming a valued member of the HHM family. For all the problems in your past, I'm proud we share the name McGill. I sincerely admire your energy and resilience. I used to worry about you finding a place in the world, but I'm not worried about that anymore. I'm certain now that no matter what the future may bring you'll land on your feet, and I hope when you read this, you remember me not only as your brother, but a person you knew was always in your corner." Signed just "Chuck." Well, say what you want, the man could write a letter.
[Jimmy turns to see Kim on the verge of tears]
Jimmy
Hey.
No, I did–I didn't mean to make it–
Jimmy
No, it's okay, it's okay. It's a nice letter. Hey...
No, just... just... just give me... just give me a minute...
[Kim breaks down crying and leaves the room]
[Jimmy meets up with Ira to collect his share of the Hummel figurine sale]
Jimmy
I'm a Fanta guy myself.
IIra
Yeah, well... you can buy a truckload. [hands Jimmy some cash] Here you go.
Jimmy
Hey, whoa, whoa. This is more than we talked about.
IIra
Bavarian Boy made quite a splash at the collectibles expo. Bidding war.
Jimmy
Wow, great. But we know you could've kept most of this. I would've never known the difference.
IIra
Yeah, well, you could've left me high and dry. I'm liking this "Hummel" thing. Cash came fast and clean. Got any more where that came from?
Jimmy
Mmm... No, not really.
Jimmy
We're gonna do this again. I'll find something.
IIra
Sounds good. When you do, call the vet.
Jimmy
Yeah?
IIra
Yeah. New job, new phone. You never know who's listening.
[Jimmy, with the last of his cell phone supply, approaches the leader of a biker gang that scared off the customers he made from his previous sales]
Jimmy
Hey, how's it going? Did you get that ink in Los Lunas?
Jimmy
Off by one.
BBBiker Boss
And you've been inside?
Jimmy
No, I haven't had the honor. But I used to be a lawyer. [two bikers get up and eye Jimmy suspiciously] Emphasis on "used to be!" And I helped a lot of gentlemen such as yourself and your friends here. And one thing I learned from working with my clients in the New Mexico corrections system is that private conversations are few and far between. The man is always listening on those landlines, so... Word to the wise, if you want to talk to your friends on the inside, there is a simple solution.
BBBiker Boss
Yeah? What's that?
Jimmy
[takes phone box out of his hands] This little baby. It's the most compact model on the market. It can be hidden in... any number of places. And, uh, if you buy it from me with cash, it's completely untraceable.
BBBiker Boss
[pause] How much?
[Later, the three teenagers Jimmy met earlier confront him after the bikers leave]
Jimmy
Sorry, guys. You had your chance. I'm all sold out.
Y1Youth #1
Give me your money.
Jimmy
I'm a narc, remember?
Y2Youth #2
Well, we saw you got cash. Hand it over.
Jimmy
Nice try. Look, Pee-Wee, Scooter, Skippy, it was very good to meet you boys. Good luck with the junior achievement project. I–I gotta go.
[The boys grab Jimmy, beat him up, and steal the money out of his wallet before running away]
[Jimmy notices a depressed and exhausted-looking Howard in the courthouse bathroom]
Jimmy
Howard. Everything okay?
Everything's fine. How are you doing?
Jimmy
I've been better. I'm heading up to the DA's office for my PPD check-in, so you know...
[Howard continues washing his face]
Jimmy
[pause] You sure you're okay?
I'm supposed to be in court in, uh... about twenty-five minutes.
Jimmy
Big case?
Jimmy
So, what's up?
[sighs] Nothing. Just... [chuckles] You ever have insomnia?
Jimmy
Not really.
Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
Jimmy
Don't they have pills for that? [Howard chuckles again] I'm sorry, I gotta ask. What's... What's eating you?
Jimmy... [pause] I think I've shared enough. More than enough. Let's leave it at that.
Jimmy
I get it. You know what, Howard? You do yourself a favor, and you go see someone. Actually, I have the number of a shrink. I got it for a client. And he's supposed to be great. [looks for note Kim gave him earlier] I think... I've got it right here actually.
Uh, thanks. I'm already seeing someone.
Jimmy
Really?
Jimmy
Is he any good?
Jimmy
[pause] Well... Good seeing you, Howard.
[Howard leaves the bathroom. Jimmy walks into an empty stall, rips up the note with the number, and flushes it down the toilet]
[Kim invites Jimmy to dinner to discuss her new job]
Jimmy
Heeeeey... Giselle.
[chuckles] I was thinking we could just be Kim and Jimmy today.
Jimmy
Uh, okay. Those two aren't all bad.
Rumors and hearsay. How's work?
Jimmy
It is a job... and how about you? Work's good?
Yeah! Actually, I have news. Good news—Great news, really. It could change things for Wexler-McGill, but... I met with Rich Schweikart today.
Jimmy
Really?
Yeah... Well, y'know, they took on Gatwood, so I've been meaning to follow up, and... anyway, we were talking and he offered me a job.
Jimmy
Again? What, he can't take no for an answer?
They want me to run their banking division. Build it, really.
Jimmy
...You're not seriously considering it?
I'd be coming in as a partner.
Jimmy
But I thought things were going okay with Mesa Verde since, uh—
Yeah, they are! They were... my workload has gotten a lot more complicated lately. I've been taking on some pro bono work: Overflow from the public defender's office.
Jimmy
PD overflow? When did you-? Why?
...I like it. I'm good at it. And...I'm helping people, Jimmy. And I know that sounds cheesy, it's-it's whatever, but it's the truth.
Jimmy
No! It, uh, makes a lot of sense. [pause] I have been thinking about criminal law myself, lately. Y'know, for when I get my license back.
Jimmy
Yeah. You know, like you said, y'know, you're helping people. I'm thinking an office in one of these refurbished bungalows, downtown by the courts. Y'know, stick around where all the people who need help are... Boy, it has a nice ring to it now. Wexler-McGill, criminal law.
[hesitantly] That all sounds great. The thing is...if I go to Schweikart & Cokely, I have all those associates to help cover Mesa Verde. It’ll keep paying the bills and free me up to do the work I really care about.
Jimmy
...So, you'd kinda get to have your cake and eat it, too.
Jimmy
[sighs] I'll be right back.
Jimmy
What? I-No, I just-I gotta hit the head!
[Jimmy has an anxiety attack when he is out of sight. He sits back down with Kim in a better state.]
Jimmy
I say do it. It's a great opportunity, and you should jump on it.
Jimmy
Yeah. Kim, you gotta do what's best for you.
Jimmy
Yes. I can't ask you to wait around for me... and who knows? Ten months—a lot can happen.
Jimmy
Yeah. So, to Schweikart and Cokely... and Wexler.
[Jimmy goes to HHM to pick up Chuck's bequest to him]
Jimmy
Hey, I see a lot of empty cubicles out there. What's going on?
We're doing some reorganizing.
Jimmy
Just making the office more feng shui, I take it?
Jimmy
Paying out to Chuck's estate?
That is part of it. And to be frank, the firm's reputation is... not what it was.
Jimmy
So what's the plan?
The consultants call it "rightsizing".
Jimmy
No, I mean, what's the plan to get HHM back on its feet? [pause; Howard doesn't answer] Are you kidding me? I just referred a client to you guys. You're welcome, by the way. And you're telling me this place is falling apart? Get your shit together, Howard!
Jimmy
Oh, please. You suffer one little setback and you're gonna let your entire legacy go?!
Jimmy
Fine, your pain is very special. Woe is you. Just stop wallowing, okay? This place is all you've got! That and your hair—which, let's face it, clock's ticking there too, so... You wanna save your business? You wanna save your dignity? You're gonna have to fight! Hey... you're a shitty lawyer, Howard. But you're a great salesman. So, get out there and sell.
Jimmy
There you go. Use that.
[Jimmy manages to lure the teenagers who robbed him the previous night into his trap. He finds them gagged and hung upside down in a piñata store.]
Jimmy
Didn't know I had friends, did ya? So, what's it gonna be? Fast or slow? It's gonna hurt like a bitch either way. [one of the teenagers starts whimpering] What was that? Slow? Let me... [pulls duct tape off]
Y1Youth #1
We're sorry, man, alright?! We're sorry!
[Two men in ski masks smash piñatas with baseball bats while slowly walking toward Jimmy and the teenagers]
Jimmy
Yeah, you are. Very much so.
Y1Youth #1
We're gonna leave you alone, okay? We—We won't mess with you anymore.
Jimmy
Easy to say now, but what about tomorrow?
Y1Youth #1
I—I swear, man. I swear I'll do anything you want me to.
Jimmy
Cross your heart and hope to die?
Y1Youth #1
Yes! Yes, man!
Jimmy
[quietly] You mean it?
Y1Youth #1
Yes. [another piñata gets knocked down] Yes! Look, after this, you'll never have to see us again. [the other two teenagers quickly nod in agreement]
Jimmy
And you will spread the word that I'm off limits?
Y1Youth #1
Yes! Yes, yes! We'll tell everyone! We'll say, "Don't—Don't mess with the cell phone guy."
Jimmy
[pause] Alright, we're done. [to the masked men] We're done!
[The men continue smashing piñatas]
Jimmy
I think they get it. Seriously, guys, we're—we're done. Okay, we're good, alright? [the men walk right behind the teenagers with their bats] That's enough. [another piñata goes down] I appreciate the enthusiasm, but... he got the message.
Y1Youth #1
That's right! Listen to what he says! Listen to what he says, I got the message!
Jimmy
Alright, you know what? If it's that important to you, go ahead.
Y1Youth #1
No, no, no, no! No! No, please! [Jimmy turns him around so he faces one of the masked men] No, no, please. No! No, no, no! Please, no!
[One of the men gets ready to hit him, but stops short of his face and pushes him with the bat before handing it to Jimmy. Both men take off their ski masks and are revealed to be Huell and Man Mountain.]
Jimmy
You get one warning... and that was it. [drops bat and walks away]
Jimmy
You made it! Come on in. Picture a reception desk right here, alright? It's always nice to be greeted by a friendly face. Now, over in this corner we got a fireplace with a cozy waiting area: Couch, couple chairs, water cooler, electric kettle, maybe an assortment of teas? Now, this is my office, in here. Guess what? These are all original fixtures, so that's... Uh, we're four blocks from the courthouse here. So, how convenient is that? There's a bathroom and it's–it's... cute, heh! [opens bathroom door and quickly closes it] Phew, we're gonna get that cleaned out. Um, there's a shower in there for when you're buried in discovery late at night! This is for the partner, corner office: Lots of natural light, and that's great for your circadian rhythms. Uh... cherry blossoms! That's nice! And uh... [walks from one wall to the other while counting his steps] Six! It's pretty big. Um, there's a kitchenette down the hall, it's kind of perfect for snacks or uh, BYO lunch, heh. Get one of those snazzy Keurigs, put that in there. Stick a few potted plants around, make the place nice... What do you think?
[The camera reveals that Jimmy's talking to Huell]
Jimmy
No, but this is what the phones were for. So, if you were a lawyer, this would be a great place, right?
If I was a lawyer? Nope. Big glass high-rise, fortieth floor.
Jimmy
"Big glass high-rise".
Yep. When I'm not on my boat.
[During one of his phone sales, Jimmy is approached by a man who he deduces is an undercover cop]
Jimmy
What can I do you for?
PPlatt
[holds up business card] This you? Saul Goodman?
Jimmy
Uh... That's right, officer.
PPlatt
[chuckles] You wanna know where I got it? Off a drug dealer who got sprung today, 'cause he was using a drop phone that you sold him.
Jimmy
Huh.
PPlatt
Doesn't it bother you that you're peddling to a bunch of low-lifes who use these things to sell drugs?
Jimmy
What my customers do with the phones after they leave my possession, that's their business.
PPlatt
Let me ask you a favor, alright? Get your van out of here, park in front of a grocery store in Corrales—you know, some place nice—and... and sell there. You know, I'm sure there's a lot of... lot of soccer moms who could use some phones.
Jimmy
I don't know. I think my customer base is right here.
PPlatt
Get some new customers.
Jimmy
I don't feel the need to. See, I got a permit, and I'm collecting sales tax. And this is a legitimate business, right? So, anyone who wants to buy a phone from me is free to do so!
PPlatt
I'm asking nicely, okay?
Jimmy
Yeah, and I respectfully decline.
PPlatt
[pause] You're gonna go this way, huh?
Jimmy
There it is. What's it gonna be? What, is it gonna be littering or rolling through a stop sign? Hey, how about you plant something something in my glove compartment!
PPlatt
You know what, pal? Just take it easy, okay?
Jimmy
Well, maybe this is why people need privacy! Maybe this is why they need my phones! Maybe you're the problem!
PPlatt
Okay, so as long as you make a buck, the whole world can just go in the crapper?
Jimmy
Yeah!
[Huell is walking down the street with headphones on and sees Jimmy arguing with the officer]
Jimmy
[sees Huell walk up to them menacingly] No! No, no, no, no, no! Stop! He's a cop!
[Huell whacks the officer in the back of the head with a grocery bag. Jimmy gestures for him to take off the headphones.]
Jimmy
He's a cop.
[Huell is sitting in the back of a cop car while Jimmy tries to talk the cops out of arresting him]
Jimmy
This is all just a mistake. My friend got confused, okay? He was just trying to do his job. I hired him for security, he was trying to protect me. You were in plain clothes. He had no idea you were a police officer.
PPlatt
Oh, he knew alright.
Jimmy
How?
PPlatt
I picked him up three years ago.
Jimmy
Really?
PPlatt
Yeah. Pickpocketing.
Jimmy
[looks at Huell] Wha... Three years, that's a long time. I mean, how can you be sure it's the same guy?
Jimmy
Officer, look. You were right, I was wrong.
Jimmy
Yes, and you know what else? You will not see me out here selling my phones ever again, alright? So, just do me a favor. Let's just shake hands, avoid the paperwork, and we just go home.
PPlatt
Do you a favor? [shrugs] I was asking you for a favor.
Jimmy
Fair enough.
PPlatt
Oh, I asked you nicely, and you told me to go, "screw myself." [gets in his car]
Jimmy
I don't... I don't think I used those words.
[Both cops drive off in their respective vehicles and take Huell away]
[Huell and Jimmy talk in the courthouse after Huell assaults the plainclothes officer]
Jimmy
Yeah, they always go for the max. Come on now, they'll calm down.
[snorts] PD didn't make it sound promising.
Jimmy
Heh, the guy, he's—he's just a burnout. He's trying to soften you up for an easy deal, alright? There's no way you'd do that kind of time!
Jimmy
You're goddamn right... wait. What—What do you mean?
I'mma bounce. I got places I can go.
Jimmy
No. Uh, no, that's not a good idea, Huell.
Jimmy
C'mon, you'll have a warrant on you, and that shit doesn't go away! You know, three years from now, you're pulled over for a broken tail light, and now you're not just a guy who shoved a cop; you're a guy who shoved a cop and ran.
Well, I just won't drive with a broken tail light.
Jimmy
Sooner or later, they're gonna catch up to you.
They didn't catch D.B. Cooper.
[Frustrated, Jimmy sits next to Huell]
Jimmy
Why don't you—Why don't you give me a shot at this? I... I think I can fix it.
Jimmy
Yeah. What if I told you, you're not going in?
Like, not at all? Not never? 'Cause that's what it's gonna take.
Jimmy
Yeah, never, alright? Just don't skip.
How you gonna do that? You ain't even a lawyer!
Jimmy
[scornfully] "A lawyer." Dude, I don't need to be a lawyer, alright? I'm a magic man. Will you have a little faith in me?