"Justice Matters Most." [Lalo chuckles] Okay, brass tacks, how solid is this "de Guzman" thing? Because if they find out you're not who they think you are, that could be a little...
It's not gonna be a problem.
Great. Um... First up, we're gonna get this murder wrap down to manslaughter. Now, I think that the DA is primed to cut a deal. So I say make them come to us, power move.
Here's the thing about going to trial.
No, no, no. No trial, no deal.
Okay, sure. It's just... What did you have in mind?
You're gonna get me out on bail.
Bail? That's... Well, the thing there–I mean, I don't know how things work south of the border, but here, under these circumstances, it's uh... Well, that's a long shot.
¿Quieres ser amigo de cartel?
[pause] You wanna be a friend of the cartel? Time to get yourself a new motto: "Just Make Money."
[to Kim] I have a new client. He's connected. He's a cartel guy from Mexico. Pretty high up. Anyway, he's in for murder, and he wants bail, which... That's impossible. I mean... no way in hell this dude is ever seeing sunshine. But if I could, you know, somehow find a way, uh... He said I'd be a friend of the cartel.
[pause] You know what that means. It means money. "Ranch in Montana" kind of money. Like, private jet kind of money. Press conferences, TV news, the works.
But... do you want to be a friend of the cartel?
No. No, absolutely not. Anyway, it's a moot point, 'cause the guy's the definition of a flight risk, so... I'm gonna put up a fight, alright? Just for show. There's no judge on Earth that's gonna grant him bail. I just... didn't want to tell you, so... I thought I should tell you.
I'm not telling you shit until we talk about my dad!
What you tell me and when you say it is not up to you.
Listen. You said when Lalo's out of the picture, we'll talk about my father, right? Well, he's out of the picture!
And you want me to square it with Fring?
Fring's not all of it. It's the cartel. I disappear, they're gonna go after my father. He's gotta come with me. But no matter what I say with him, it's the cops or nothing.
The cops won't solve this.
Hm. What are you holding out?
Lalo called me from inside. He put me back in charge.
And... he wants me to burn down Los Pollos Hermanos.
[pause] Then, he's not out of the picture, is he?
PPeter
Well... I don't feel well. Maybe things will improve now that you're here. Lydia tells me Salamanca is in jail. This means you can continue construction?
[pause] Eduardo Salamanca has been arrested for murder. However, even from jail, he creates... issues.
PPeter
What kind of issues?
He ordered his men to burn down one of my restaurants.
You're kidding. He's in jail, and he can still do that?
I know it's not exactly my area of expertise, but don't people get killed in prison all the time? I mean, shanked... and shived, and whatnot.
If anything happens to Salamanca on this side of the border, the cartel will assume that it was my doing. It would mean war. A war, for which we are unprepared.
PPeter
My God. This nightmare never ends!
[to Gus] He's concerned about the money.
PPeter
Concerned?! 4,800,000 euros! It's a miracle I haven't been caught! Last year, the auditors came this close. One of them–a woman–I think she knew.
PPeter
At first, it was a year. Then, it was two. Then, three. And now you are telling me how long?! I can't! I can't! They will catch me, and then it is over!
PPeter
Gustavo, please! I can't.
Listen to me! [pause] Do you remember Santiago? The two of us, our backs to the wall? I will never forget what you did. You are still the same man. You will do what is necessary. Stay strong, my friend. We've come so far. We are so very close.
Have you thought anymore about the job?
The job? Yeah, um... I'm still giving it some thought.
[pause] You know what? Don't bother. It seems I've upset you, so... offer's off the table.
You upset me? How did you upset me?
[pause; chuckles] This is getting weird, Howard.
You want to know what's weird? It's weird to offer a job to a man, and in return have bowling balls thrown at your car, and prostitutes sent to your business lunch. That's weird.
Are you listening to yourself? I–I don't know what you're into these days, Howard, but... prostitutes and... bowling balls? You sound unhinged.
[pause] Jimmy, I'm sorry you're in pain.
[scoffs] Sorry. You're sorry? You kill my brother, and you say you're sorry? Let me tell you something. The job offer, it didn't upset me. It amused me. Ooh... big job at the illustrious HHM. A chance to play at the palace! With little old me?
You have no idea what's going on! You're a teensy-tiny man in a teensy-weensy little bubble!
Oh, don't you fucking, "Oh, Jimmy," me! You look down on me, you pity me! [Howard starts walking away from Jimmy] Walk away. That's right, Howard! You know why I didn't take the job? 'Cause it's too small! I don't care about it! It's nothing to me! It's a bacterium! I travel in worlds you can't even imagine! You can't conceive of what I'm capable of! I'm so far beyond you! I'm like a god in human clothing! LIGHTNING BOLTS SHOOT FROM MY FINGERTIPS!
