[Rebecca tries to get Jimmy to assist her in helping Chuck]
RRebecca
I was just at Chuck’s and he wouldn’t answer the door. I–I was out there knocking for almost an hour.
That sounds like Chuck. I’m sure he’s fine. He’s just being dramatic.
RRebecca
Well, I think it’s a little more than that. I want you to come with me to get him to let us in. [Jimmy chuckles] Jimmy, he needs our help.
No, thanks. [rolls his eyes] I’ve already kicked my door in for the year.
RRebecca
You owe it to him.
I don’t owe him squat. [sits down on the couch and sips from his Davis & Main mug]
RRebecca
[pause] Jimmy, you lied to me. This was never about helping Chuck.
If you feel misled, I apologize. But I think I was clear. I told you I had to defend myself and Chuck would need help afterwards, which he does.
RRebecca
You got what you wanted. Now’s time to do what’s right.
RRebecca
Jimmy, he’s still your brother!
[shakes his head] Not anymore he’s not.
RRebecca
[pause; looks at Jimmy and Kim knowingly] Chuck was right about you all along. He’s mentally ill. What is your excuse? [pause] Enjoy your champagne.
[Howard visits Chuck to tell him the verdict of Jimmy’s bar hearing]
The opinion came in. Jimmy was suspended for twelve months. This is a win, my friend. I know it doesn't feel like it… but hear me out. Jimmy’s not gonna be a lawyer for one year, and if he screws up–which we both know is likely–his PPD terminates. One year may turn into forever. [pause; Chuck says nothing] Chuck, you’re at a crossroads. You can keep looking backwards, stay focused on your brother–what he’s up to–or you can go forward. And Chuck, listen to me. Jimmy’s just not worth it. Where would we be if… say, Clarence Darrow had devoted the best years of his life to supervising his ne’er-do-well relatives? Think of the cases he wouldn’t have taken, the injustices that would’ve gone unanswered. [pause] What a waste. I say… [uncorks scotch bottle] put your energy into the future. [pours glasses for himself and Chuck] Anything else… is a waste of your time and intellect. What do you say?
[beat; sniffs the scotch in his glass] To new beginnings.
What are we gonna do about Francesca?
[clears throat] Do about her? What?
Yeah, how much notice should we give her? Two weeks? [Jimmy turns to look at her] Well, we’re not doing her any favors by keeping her in the dark. She should start looking.
So, you wanna fire Francesca?
[shrugs] I don’t want to, but I don’t need her for more than filing and getting coffee, and I can do that myself.
We just hired her. I like her.
While we’re on the subject, we need to talk about the overhead on this place.
This office is set up for two legal practices, and now there’s only… one! I don’t need all this space; I only have one client!
I looked into it, and… breaking the lease will cost a hell of a lot less than ten months’ rent.
Look, we didn’t go through all of this just to give up everything after one day of suspension. One day!
It’s not everything. It’s an office. Four walls and a door. Why waste money on something we don’t need?
[pause] As far as I’m concerned, nothing’s changed, alright? I’ll hold up my end, you hold up yours. Fifty-fifty.
So you’re gonna keep paying for half a law office even though you’re not practicing law?
Call it aspirational thinking.
Okay, but how are you gonna pay for it?
[inhales deeply] The day I don’t show up with my half, that’s the day we’ll talk about closing this place.
So your father, his shop. Where does he get his upholstery?
...From, uh, the distributor.
And where is the distributor?
Jalisco. Uh, I want a new way to get my stuff over the border, a legitimate business.
Right, but the chicken man...
Temporary. I want a new front, my own.
Don Hector, my father is a simple man. He is not in the business.
Don't worry about it, I take good care of Poppy. He make good money, a lot more than with his little sewing machine.
[Arturo enters to deliver some news to Hector.]
Lionel talked to our guy in Los Lunas. Looks like Tuco knifed a guy. But he definitely broke a guard's jaw. They got him in solitary.
What?! All he had to do was six months! He'll be in there forever! [knocks over the table] Aah!
[Jimmy plays a videotape of his first commercial using the Saul Goodman moniker]
JIJimmy [in ad]
What's that I see? Albuquerque's next TV star? It's you, small business owner! Struggling to make it in today's fast-paced economy? Thought television advertising was too expensive for you? Well you better think again! You can't afford not to be on TV! Look at you, you're a triple threat: great services, great products, and most of all, that face! You're a star! Wrap it all up in your natural charisma, and bam—you belong on TV! Better watch out for autograph hounds and paparazzi! And it gets better! I can have you on the air tomorrow! Yeah, you heard me right! Tomorrow! Better get ready to be famous, Albuquerque! I can make you a TV star for a price you can afford! Call me, Saul Goodman! The world needs to know about you and your business! Call me now!
[Jimmy and Kim finish watching the video of the "Saul Goodman Productions" commercial. Kim is taken aback.]
The guy at the station said he's never seen so many star wipes in a row. It's never been done.
Yeah. It's like, "S'all good, man."
That guy has a lot of energy.
