[Nacho takes Jimmy to Lalo Salamanca after Krazy-8 is arrested by the DEA. Jimmy watches uncomfortably as Lalo whistles while fixing a car engine and washing his hands.]
Can I talk? I–I'll talk. I have a feeling I know what this is about. Just to get the ball rolling, please keep in mind whatever happened between Mr. Varga and myself... I'm hoping that's just water under the bridge. [to Nacho] 'Cause after all was said and done, you did walk out a free man. I mean, you weren't even in custody for a full day. And I admit, it was a tad bumpy getting there, but the path to justice is rarely smooth. So, I'm hoping that in the end, you know, the final result speaks for itself.
You had business with my cousin, Tuco.
Tuco? [pause] Oh, sure, sure! Yeah, I see the family resemblance. Your cousin makes quite an impression. He has a huge heart, and... a serious passion for justice.
I hadn't noticed. Uh... How is your lovely abuelita?
[pause] You know, Tuco told me about you. You're the guy with a mouth.
[to Nacho] Those guys at the house... what'd they call her?
Biznatch. Yeah, right. [grabs a chair and sits down] You know, the Tuco I know... He would've skinned them alive and let the buzzards eat their eyeballs. But there you were. You go, "Blah-blah-blah," and they walk out of there! [to Nacho] I mean, it's amazing! Really!
They wheeled out actually.
So, Ignacio and I... We got something you can do for us.
Yeah, we got a legal problem.
Oh! [chuckles] A–A legal problem? Fantastic! I'm sorry, it's just for a minute there, I thought I was gonna be... swallowing condoms filled with heroin.
[laughs] No. But, maybe later.
We have a guy sitting in MDC, picked up two days ago.
Yeah, we'll get to that. We need our friend to tell the cops things. Some important things.
Important things, gotcha.
We want him to say exactly what we tell him. No more, no less. But the cops can't know it's coming from us. So, we send you in there... you tell him how to do it, and they can't listen.
Attorney-client confidentiality.
[pause] Uh... that's flattering. Uh... Can I offer... [takes out disposable cell phone] this? I guarantee there are five of these in MDC right now. You know, drop phones in, say, someone's "prison wallet", if you know what I'm talking about. Anyway, you talk directly to your guy. Cut out the middle man.
It works better if you're in there with him.
[gets up from chair] You're the guy for this.
That's just... That's... terrific, that's the only word for it. By good conscience, I think I have to warn you that my rates have gone up. So going this way could be expensive.
Yeah, um... Well, it's a full day of my time, and prep work, transportation, rush fees. Uh... do the math, it's like seven thousand... eight–nine–hundred, and twenty-five dollars? Yeah.
Seven thousand, nine hundred and twenty-five?
It's the going rate, so...
Sure. [takes out cash from back pocket] For your trouble, let's make it eight.
[Nacho receives a visit from his father at his expansive house. The dialogue is in Spanish.]
Mm. Gutierrez made me an offer. He wants to buy the shop.
Really? Don't tell me... does he want to turn it into another tire shop? [chuckles]
Heh. No, he want to keep it as is. But... he offered more than it's worth, even with the land.
What are you going to do?
[choked up] I always thought I was keeping the shop for you.
[rubs his face] Papa. Are you going to work... eleven hours a day for the rest of your life?
It sounds like a good deal. Could be... your chance to retire.
[sighs] This is you, isn't it?
I don't know what you mean.
You put Gutierrez up to this. This is your money he's offering me.
This is you trying to get me to leave town. You want to run, you want me to run too. Deny it! Tell me I'm wrong! Look me in the eyes! [Nacho looks up at him] I've told you what you should do. Give this up! Go to the police! Face what you've done! If you want to run, run. But me? No, I will not run away!
[Jimmy and Nacho watch Lalo do several victory laps after Jimmy gets Krazy-8 out of trouble with the DEA. Eventually, Lalo gets out of his car.]
WOO-HOO! You hear that?! I replaced the carburetor. She's running like a race horse, man!
It's a fine vehicle. That's a thing of beauty.
A Suzuki Esteem. It's an import.
So, just like you wanted. Assuming the dead drops are a real thing, the feds are gonna be on him.
Yeah. DEA. There's a matched pair of them, and they're into this with a vengeance. I mean, think feeding time in the lion cage. And, um... they're gunning for arrests.
[pause] Oh, and... your guy is now a confidential informant.
What do you mean? Like a rat?
No! He's not a rat, no! I mean–well, if he's a rat, he's your rat. So... Uh, put it this way. You now have a hotline to the DEA. And not just now–any time, so that's a good thing. Right? But the deal is, at some point, you might hear that Domingo is a snitch. You gotta know... he's not.
Well, all due respect, you're paying me, but he's my client. I'd like to keep him alive.
[laughs; in Spanish] This dude. Good idea.
[as Lalo walks away] Oh, one more thing. You're gonna have to find a different attorney for future endeavors, 'cause my schedule is just very, very tight.
[pause] You'll make time.
[Lalo gets in his car and drives off]
[to Nacho] Who exactly did I just set up?!
I mean, if there's gonna be blowback, I don't wanna be in the middle of it!
It's not about what you want. When you're in... you're in.
[Kim returns to Acker's house to convince him to move]
AAcker
Say what you came to say.
I went to a real estate office. I found some houses I think you might like. There's some really nice options in your price range. [shows Acker pamphlet] This one's on half an acre. And, uh... This one is older, but it has a really good view... and the neighborhood's pretty. [pause] I know moving's a big deal. I'd like to help you out with that myself, if that's alright with you. I can take off any day this week. I'll pay for it out of my own pocket. Uh... Oh! This one has three bedrooms. [pause] I know you don't wanna move, but whatever house you choose will be yours. You'll own it–and the land–forever.
[Acker stares at Kim for several moments before she closes the pamphlet]
You're right. I can't pretend to understand what you're going through. I've never owned a house. My family never owned one either. We never owned anything. When I was little, my mother used to shake me awake in the middle of the night, yelling, "It was time to go." She was always one step ahead of the landlord. I'd thrown my things in a cardboard box, and run outside in my pajamas and bare feet. Sometimes... It was so cold... my–my toes turned blue. [beat; Acker is still staring at Kim] If we had found a house, I never would have wanted to leave.
AAcker
[pause] You'll say anything to get anything you want, won't you?
