[Cheryl Hamlin has just finished reading Kim's written confession, describing the events leading up to the night of Howard's death]
CCheryl
Howard was murdered? [pause; Kim nods] Why?
Kim
He was... in the wrong place at the wrong time.
CCheryl
Where's his body?
Kim
I don't know.
CCheryl
And the police... Will they search again?
Kim
They'll search. I don't think they'll find him. Cheryl, he... It–It all happened in an instant, and he didn't... he didn't suffer.
CCheryl
"He didn't suffer"? The lies you two made up, the picture you painted... That's all he is now! That's all anybody remembers!
Kim
I wanna change that.
CCheryl
What happens now? Will you be tried? Will you go to jail?
Kim
I don't know.
CCheryl
You're a lawyer, right? You're a... a great one, Howard said! How could you not know?
Kim
Bernalillo County has my affidavit. It's up to the district attorney whether to prosecute. And she may not.
Kim
There's no physical evidence. No remaining witnesses other than my ex-husband, assuming he's still alive.
CCheryl
I could sue you in civil court. I could take everything you've got.
Kim
Yeah.
CCheryl
...Why are you doing this?
[In a flashback, Kim stands outside Saul's office, attempting to light a cigarette. A man, revealed to be Jesse Pinkman, leans against a wall.]
JJesse
Hey, yo... Can I bum one of those?
[Kim pauses before offering him the cigarette. Jesse takes one and she lights it for him]
JJesse
Thanks. [gestures towards the rain] What's up with this shit?
Kim
Raining.
JJesse
Yeah. I dunno, it's... It's crazy! Like, bananas, all this rain. I mean, I thought we were, like, in a desert, y'know? [beat] You're a lawyer, right? [Kim turns to him] Yeah. I recognize you. You defended my buddy, Combo. Christian Ortega? Juvie court, little baby Jesus? I mean, not like a real baby. Just, uh... y'know, one of those things outside of the... church?
Kim
Nativity scene.
Kim
Knights of Columbus.
JJesse
I mean, what the hell did he even want that thing for? Huh? I mean, I–I still don't know. Dumbass. I told him he could go to hell for stealing something like that. I mean–But did he listen to me? No. But you... You got him off, like, scot-free. That... That was pretty slick, yo!
Kim
Well... Tell him I hope he's keeping his nose clean.
JJesse
Yeah, yeah. Right on. Absolutely. Uh... Hey, so you having all this expertise and all... This guy, Goodman... [pause] He the real deal? Like, lawyer-wise?
Kim
Why do you ask?
JJesse
I got a buddy in there who's facing some serious time. I mean, not... y'know, not baby Jesus time, but... but serious. You know, he needs top-shelf legal representation. And I tell him that, right? But, you know, he sees this dude's commercials on TV, and this is where he wants to go. I mean, I tell him, "Yo... Emilio, you know, a funny TV commercial's not a sound... basis for, like, you know... [pause] I mean, like, would you go to a doctor to do, like, an operation on you in, like a... On, like your spleen or whatever... All on the fact that those were funny TV commercials? No. I mean, c'mon. How is this any different, y'know?" Anyways... This guy. Any good?
[Kim takes a drag on her cigarette before she flicks it away]
Kim
When I knew him, he was.
[She pulls her hood up and runs out into the rain]
[Jimmy gets a visit from a "lawyer" in prison, and is surprised to see that it's Kim]
Kim
Hi, Jimmy.
Kim
Uh, turns out my New Mexico Bar card doesn't have an expiration date.
[Kim looks out the door to make sure no one is around. She offers Jimmy a cigarette, which he accepts. They both lean against a wall and share the cigarette together.]
Kim
You had them down to seven years. [borrows cigarette from Jimmy]
Kim
[long pause] Eighty-six years.
[Jimmy takes the cigarette out of Kim's mouth]
Eighty-six years. But... with good behavior, who knows?