[Lalo finds Jimmy outside the MDC building after being released from jail]
Well... You must have a story.
Car trouble. Broke down about six miles from the pickup site. You know there's no cell reception up there, right?
So... why so long? It's not that far back to the main road. You didn't just hitchhike?
I thought of that. But, you know, with seven mil in cash I was kind of afraid of who might pick me up. I didn't think it was worth the risk. I walked north. Probably not the smartest move, but after a night lost in the desert... I made it.
Well, that was the right call. Hey! Hey, you did good out there!
[winces in pain as Lalo lightly punches his arm] Anyway... Listen, I wouldn't be too happy. The seven mil, it really set up a huge flare. They're looking into you. I–I don't know how long "Jorge de Guzman" is gonna hold up.
Hey, listen. By the time these dipshits figure it out, I will be long gone, man. Back home in Mexico, you know?
Hey, but don't worry. You and me, we're not done. We're gonna do things. Big things. Friend of the cartel, right?
Right. [sees Nacho park on the curb to pick him up] So, hey, my cousins. They pay you?
[Jimmy lifts the duffel bag with the $100,000 in cash]
Perfecto. So, make sure you buy something nice for the wife. Man, she's a looker, huh?!
Yeah, the güera, man! She came by to see me! Hey, nice job, eh? I mean, for somebody who marries that far up... Bien hecho, man. Respect, you know?
[Lalo walks to Nacho's car. Jimmy stares at him in horror.]
There's one other thing we should discuss: Nacho Varga. He wants out. He's done everything we asked, he held up his end. I think it's time we cut him loose.
I see no reason to give up an asset.
Once Salamanca's dealt with, we have no use for Varga. He's the only guy they have running things up here. He disappears, the Salamanca operation falls apart.
[pause] Varga stays. Better to control the opposition without their knowledge.
You have a gun to his father's head. That doesn't sit with me. You want to keep Varga for the long run... I don't think fear is a great motivator.
A dog who bites every owner he's had can only be disciplined with a firm hand, or... put down.
You can start talking any time.
You said this goes away, so what's the time frame on that?
It's different for different people, I suppose.
For me. When will this be over for me?
Well, here's what's gonna happen. One day, you're gonna wake up, eat your breakfast, brush your teeth, go about your business. Then, sooner or later, you're gonna realize you hadn't thought about it. None of it. And that's the moment you realize you can forget. When you know that's possible, it all gets easier.
But what about you? Like... what happened out there doesn't bother you?
Them wanting to steal the seven million didn't work for me. Not to mention they wanted to shoot you in the head. It was them or it was us, cut and dried. They were in the game.
[pause] What about Fred? From TravelWire. Was he in the game?
No. There was a lot wrong with what happened there.
Yeah. Lalo. Lalo killed that guy. And for what?! He killed that guy, and we're helping him. [sighs] All this shit, just to... So he can get out of jail and just... get away?
It's not the end of the story.
Wait a minute. What does that mean? Uh, "not the end of the story," what–what are you saying? Are you saying what I think you're saying? Is something gonna happen to Lalo?
Oh, Jesus! What have I gotten myself involved with here?! Look, just tell me what are you saying is gonna ha–
Look. We all make our choices. And those choices, they put us on a road. Sometimes those choices seem small, but they put you on the road. You think about getting off... but eventually, you're back on it. And the road we're on led us out to the desert, everything that happened there and straight back to where we are right now. And nothing–nothing–can be done about that. Do you understand that?
[pause] I can't believe... [sighs] I can't believe there's, like, over a billion people on this planet, and the only person I have to talk about this to is you.
[Kim tells Jimmy she quit Schweikart & Cokely and left Mesa Verde with them]
What happened? Did somebody say something about what we did?
Nobody said anything. Uh, it just, it... it felt right.
“It felt right”? Wha–How?
I- I just keep pushing Mesa Verde away to do my pro bono work and then when you were gone, I didn’t know what happened. I mean, I... I thought you were dead. So, that was, um... all of it helped me to see what’s important and what isn’t.
[checks his ringing phone and puts it away] So, you’re just gonna throw it all away? I mean, you busted your ass for all of it.
I’m not throwing it away. I did S&C, I did Mesa Verde, I did that. I-I achieved that, I had that experience, but... it doesn’t make me happy.
...Look, it’s been a rough couple of days, so why don’t you just hold off on a final decision. Call Rich, tell him you’re thinking it over.
I already talked to Rich, and I called Paige. We had a nice, very long conversation, it’s done... then I spent the afternoon in the courthouse with pro bono clients without Mesa Verde hanging over my head. Best afternoon I’ve had in a long time.
Alright, pro bono is wonderful, it is, but... pro bono means no money. So, what’s the plan here?
I don’t know, but I’ll figure it out.
Okay... leaving Schweikart, I get that: it’s a bunch of stuffed shirts, but uh, Mesa Verde? Hey, that’s like leaving the Yankees to play amateur ring toss.
No, it’s not! I’m–I’m leaving something that makes zero difference in the world to help people who are actually in need.
[muttering] This is a bad idea.
Look- we all make choices, right, and those choices, they put us on a road. And the road has good choices and it has bad choices, and this is a bad choice road!
What are you even talking about?
I’m– [silences his ringing phone] saying that bad choices lead to bad roads that lead to bad places!
When you decided to be Saul Goodman, I didn’t get it–still don’t, really–but I stood by your decision... and I’m not changing my identity, I’m just leaving a job!
What I did was completely different!
‘Cause I was leaving failure for success!
It’s not different! You believed it was right for you, give me the courtesy of believing this is right for me.
And I’m giving you a reality check: this is too far, too fast!
And I’m giving you a reality check: this is really none of your damn business.
[Jimmy and Kim hear a knock on their door during their argument. Jimmy's phone rings immediately after Kim walks out of the kitchen. Jimmy sees the caller is Mike and answers the phone.]
Listen to me. Put your phone down, leave it on so I can hear.
[Mike is seen driving very fast on the road]
Do what I said! Right now! Put it down somewhere it can't be seen!
[Jimmy places his phone on the counter, and walks up to the door. He opens it to reveal... Lalo.]
Hey, guys! Can I come in?
Lalo. I thought you'd be down south, enjoying your freedom.
Yeah, well... Got some business to attend to. [to Kim as he enters the apartment] Told you he'd be back. Nice! I like it!
You want a drink? I got some beer in the fridge. Unless you're not staying for... [sees Lalo tapping his goldfish tank repeatedly] You should–I'm sorry. Uh... Sorry. You shouldn't do that. It upsets the fish.
[Lalo walks back towards them and sits on their couch. Jimmy notices a gun underneath Lalo's shirt.]
Look, you want to talk, we can talk. But, Kim was just stepping out. So...
Nah, she can stay. I mean, she is part of the legal team, right? Hey, relax. Sit down. We're just gonna talk. Come on! Sit!
[Jimmy and Kim sit on chairs on either side of Lalo]
So... tell me what happened.
Yeah. When you picked up the money. Just... walk me through it.
Fine. I picked up the money from your cousins. It was right where you told me it would be. Driving back, my car crapped out. It was about six or seven miles from the pickup site. There's no phone service, so I walked north through the desert all night. Well, I slept a little, but in the morning I walked again until I made it to a truck stop. I went into the bathroom to clean up. I bought some clothes, and I–I called a cab. I delivered the money. Took 'em a couple hours to count it–usual rigamarole–and then I–I saw you.
I picked up... the money from those two... fine gentlemen. My car broke down after about just ten minutes. There was no phone service, and I was afraid to hitchhike 'cause of how much money there was. And, uh... I ran out of water. So, I had to drink my own pee. [Lalo cringes in disgust] A lot of it. Told you all the details, there you go. And then, I... finally made it to a truck stop, I called a cab. I waited, and then he took me directly to the courthouse. I paid your bail, and I got you out. I'm–I'm not sure what you're looking for here, but... there–there you go.
I just wanna hear the story.
Lalo, this is exactly what he told me, so if you could just...
Shh. I'd just like to hear the story. I mean... I paid a lot of money for that story, so... I think I can hear it as much as I want! So... tell me again.
