[Kim invites Jimmy to dinner to discuss her new job]
[chuckles] I was thinking we could just be Kim and Jimmy today.
Uh, okay. Those two aren't all bad.
Rumors and hearsay. How's work?
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.
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.
Again? What, he can't take no for an answer?
They want me to run their banking division. Build it, really.
...You're not seriously considering it?
I'd be coming in as a partner.
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.
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.
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.
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.
...So, you'd kinda get to have your cake and eat it, too.
[sighs] I'll be right back.
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.]
I say do it. It's a great opportunity, and you should jump on it.
Yeah. Kim, you gotta do what's best for you.
Yes. I can't ask you to wait around for me... and who knows? Ten months—a lot can happen.
Yeah. So, to Schweikart and Cokely... and Wexler.
[Jimmy goes to HHM to pick up Chuck's bequest to him]
Hey, I see a lot of empty cubicles out there. What's going on?
We're doing some reorganizing.
Just making the office more feng shui, I take it?
Paying out to Chuck's estate?
That is part of it. And to be frank, the firm's reputation is... not what it was.
The consultants call it "rightsizing".
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!
Oh, please. You suffer one little setback and you're gonna let your entire legacy go?!
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.
[Gus visits Hector, who remains sedated in his hospital bed]
The doctor tells me your fever has gotten worse. They say this infection may kill you. Even if it doesn't, my doctor tells me again and again that you may never wake. And yet I wait. I grew up quite poor. We lived in the hills, in a place my brothers built from things they found—metal sheeting, plywood. When it rained, it smelled like hay. We were always hungry. But there was a lucuma tree—scrawny, barely alive. My family had given up on it years before. Never bore fruit. When I was seven, I became fixated on it. I watered it, tended to it. It took a long time, but the buds grew into green fruit. I was so proud. I didn't tell anyone. I plucked one and hid behind our shack. I ate the whole thing. I'd never tasted something so sweet. It was like caramel. At first, we ate the fruit ourselves, and I began taking it to the village to sell. One day, much of the fruit was gone from my tree. Pieces were scattered on the ground, half-eaten. I thought it was probably a coati. Have you ever seen one? About the size of a large housecat. Opportunists. I built a snare, using branches and wire. It didn't take long for the animal to set it off. But the coati thrashed so hard, it broke out of the snare. Broke its leg, as well. I tried to grab it, but it slipped away. It ran under the house. I knew it would show itself sooner or later. So I waited... for hours, into the night. When my brothers called for me... I did not answer. I didn't make a sound. I was so still. Finally, it came out. It knew I was there, but it was hungry. This time, I was ready. I caught it. It fought me... but I was stronger. The merciful thing would have been to kill it. I kept it. It lived for quite some time. I believe you will wake, Hector.
[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.]
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]
Yeah, you are. Very much so.
Y1Youth #1
We're gonna leave you alone, okay? We—We won't mess with you anymore.
Easy to say now, but what about tomorrow?
Y1Youth #1
I—I swear, man. I swear I'll do anything you want me to.
Cross your heart and hope to die?
Y1Youth #1
Yes! Yes, man!
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]
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."
[pause] Alright, we're done. [to the masked men] We're done!
[The men continue smashing piñatas]
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!
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.]
You get one warning... and that was it. [drops bat and walks away]
