He went over the border and kept going. Looks to be heading for his place in Chihuahua. He should be there in a few hours.
There's a wrinkle. He took Varga with him.
If he thought Varga was working for you, he'd have killed him on the spot. If I had to guess, I'd say Varga's up for a promotion.
Can you communicate with Varga?
Salamanca's place is in the middle of nowhere. Landlines and sat phones only.
The way things stand, he's gonna get caught in the crossfire. I'm thinking we should find a way to pull him out of there.
[pause] And tip our hand?
He's earned some consideration.
Does Varga know there is going to be an assassination?
No one's told him, but he can make a pretty damn good guess.
Perhaps... there is a way to make use of this situation. The men I've chosen for this are highly skilled. They're the best in their business. But the one thing they do not have... is a man on the inside.
[Howard takes Kim into an empty courtroom]
I wasn't going to say anything. Last time I tried to get something off my chest, it didn't go very well. I just think... before you make any big changes in your life, there's something about Jimmy you ought to hear.
A little while ago, I offered Jimmy a job at HHM. I'm guessing he didn't mention it to you. [pause] He said he had to think about it. But then the very next night, he threw bowling balls over my front gate.
Someone could have been really hurt. More or less destroyed my car. Then, a couple of weeks later, I'm having lunch with Cliff Main... and I'm accosted by two prostitutes. Actual prostitutes! Jimmy had sent them to make a scene. I confronted Jimmy about it, and after some hemming and hawing, he all but confessed.
[pause] ...And that's it?
[laughs hysterically] Sorry! Uh... Howard. You really, y–you really had me going there.
Laugh if you want. But no person in their right mind would behave the way Jimmy has. We are talking about someone who's not in control of himself! You and I both know it makes no sense to drop a client like Mesa Verde. And I gotta think Jimmy had something to do with that.
Do you have any idea how insulting that is? I make my own decisions, for my own reasons.
You gotta listen to me. The man needs help.
Howard, I know Jimmy. And you're wrong!
[scoffs] You know who really knew Jimmy? [pause] Chuck.
[Jimmy angrily knocks on Mike's door to speak to him about Lalo]
Open up, asshole! Open this door! I want to talk to you! [walks around and taps on a nearby window] What? You didn't think I'd find your ultra-secret Batcave? Well, the joke's on you, sucker! I'm your attorney, and you will let me in!
[Jimmy runs back to the door and alternates between knocking and ringing the doorbell. Mike parks his car behind him, and comes out carrying groceries.]
I'm not going anywhere! I mean it! I got nowhere to be! Open up now!
HEY! What the hell do you think you're doing?!
Oh, there he is! Not–Not a fan of the surprise pop-in, huh? Oh, I can't imagine why!
Will you keep it down? I got neighbors!
I will not keep it down! I want answers, okay?! The time has come for you to level with me, and I'm not going to leave until you do!
[grabs Jimmy by the collar and drags him inside] Get inside. Now!
Okay, look! Look! Okay... Y–You saved my life. Thank you for that. But from here on out, I gotta be kept in the loop, man! It's not my fault that I got ambushed! Why did I have to lie to Salamanca about that?! Who was I lying for?! You gotta tell me what is happening! NOW!
OH, COME ON! Listen to me! You are not blowing me off with any "that's not the end of the story" crap! Now, just...specifics!
You're asking for information you can't have!
[sighs; long pause] If anything happens to her... I can't do this. I can't.
[pause] Alright... Alright. Now, you listen, and you shut up. This man has other things on his mind. He's not thinking about you. Lalo Salamanca is going to die. Tonight.
This time tomorrow, it'll be done.
Now, I need you to leave. I have family coming over.
[At 3 A.M., Nacho walks outside and sees Lalo sitting by a fire. He sits next to him, and Lalo offers him a beer.]
Hey, you did good today. Tomorrow, I'll show you around. When you go back up north, you're gonna be halfway to Viva Salamanca.
[sighs] Another night owl, huh? You don't sleep?
Yeah, I never sleep much. An hour, maybe two. It's enough. When it's like this... that's when I can think. I get my best ideas when everybody else is asleep. Some people, they call it a curse. I like it.
I don't know. [looks at the gate] I'd rather get some shut-eye.
[takes a long sip of beer] Got anything stronger?
Now you're talking! In the bar, bottom shelf, decanter. That's the good stuff. Two glasses.
[Nacho gets up and walks back inside Lalo's house. He goes in the kitchen, looks around briefly, and grabs a pan. He puts the pan on the stove, fills it with oil, and turns the heat on before he goes back outside with two glasses and a decanter of cognac.]
There he is! I thought you got lost. [pours liquor into glasses] You ever had Louis XIII?
Oh, you're in for a treat! [raises glass in a toast] To sleep, and those who need it.
To sleep. [taps glass to Lalo's]
[sees smoke coming from inside the house] What the hell is that? These morons have no respect! Ciro! [in Spanish] What'd you do, you asshole?!
[Nacho waits for Lalo to run inside before unlocking the gate. He opens it and sees three assassins armed with assault rifles.]
[puts his hands up; in Spanish] Inside. In the kitchen.
[Nacho flees from the house as the assassins run past the gate.]
[Kim and Jimmy discuss a plan to sabotage Howard to get a share of the Sandpiper Crossing settlement]
What would you do with it?
I don't know. What would you?
I'd hire step-away from Schweikart. I'd hire Bruce from HHM. I'd get Viola. I'd rent the smallest, shittiest office I could find near the courthouse, and open a pro bono practice. Get regular people to get the kind of representation usually only millionaires get.
I was gonna say we'd buy a house.
[chuckles] Yeah. We could do both. Last I heard, Sandpiper was willing to go to $26 million.
Wow. A third of that is 8.5.
And twenty percent of that is...
Two mil. [long pause] But it's not happening. Come on, Kim. We're not talking about a bar trick here. We're talking about scorched earth. We would have to hurt him. Hurt him bad. To get a bunch of lawyers to run for the exits, Howard would have to have done something... unforgivable. At the end of it, he might never be able to practice law again. He doesn't deserve that. And who knows if we can pull it off? [Kim looks at Jimmy] Okay, maybe we could pull it off, but we won't.
We're talking about a career setback. A career setback for one lawyer.
Yeah, and you can help a lot of people. I get it, but... [sighs] Kim, doing this... it's not you. You would not be okay with it. Not in the cold light of day.
Wouldn't I? [beat] I'm gonna go take a shower so I don't have to in the morning.
Kim... You're shitting me, right?
[Kim makes a gesture similar to the one Jimmy gave her after getting his license reinstated. Jimmy looks at her in disbelief.]
