[Gus meets with Don Eladio, Juan Bolsa, and the Salamancas late at night. The dialogue is in Spanish.]
EEladio
Don Hector has made a very serious accusation.
[One of the Cousins hands a letter to Don Juan]
These are Don Hector's words, dictated to Leonel and Marco, letter by letter. "The assault on my nephew's hacienda failed. Lalo fought the assassins and won. The day after the attack, Lalo called me. I heard the truth from his own lips. It was Fring who sent the mercenaries, not the Peruvians. We kept Lalo's survival a secret. My nephew was about to take his revenge on the traitor, face-to-face. Instead, he disappeared. It is the chicken man's doing. Don Eladio, look into Fring's eyes. There you will see the truth. The chicken man hates you. He is our enemy. He plots against us. I demand blood for blood."
[Juan folds the letter and sits back down]
[pause] I have no response.
Gustavo, you must speak. Have you no defense?
With all due respect, I don't believe this merits a response.
EEladio
[to the Cousins] Did you witness these phone calls from Lalo? [Leonel and Marco shake their heads] I was told you saw Lalo's body.
EEladio
[to Juan] Didn't the federales check the teeth?
Yes, Don Eladio. My brother tells me the dental records matched.
EEladio
And that rat, Varga... What did he say before he died?
He said he was in the pay of the Peruvians, Los Odios. We know he took their money, we found bank statements.
EEladio
[beat; looks at his watch] Well... It's late. Don Hector... Since you've come a long way, tonight you sleep in my bed. [Hector angrily rings his bell repeatedly in protest] No, I insist. No arguing. I'm giving you my room. Very comfortable. And who knows? Maybe a couple of the girls will come to visit! [pause; Hector continues ringing his bell] Please. [Leonel and Marco carry Hector by his wheelchair and leave] Good night, Hector. Sleep well. [to Gus] I'd invite you to stay as well, Gustavo, but... I don't want my breakfast ruined by all the... [mocks Hector ringing his bell and laughs] Ay-yay-yay. [beat] The peace must be kept. What do you suggest?
EEladio
The South Valley will stay Salamanca territory. And the rest of the North, that'll be for you to manage. Working under Bolsa.
[rises with Eladio out of his chair] Thank you. Your trust means everything, Don Eladio.
EEladio
Bueno. Gustavo... [long pause] When I looked into your eyes... Hate. A little bit's okay. As long as you never forget who's boss.
[Mike meets with Nacho's father outside his shop to let him know about Nacho's fate]
I saw you here before. Chrysler Fifth Avenue. What about my son?
I'm sorry, he won't be found. [pause] It was over fast. No pain.
I was there. Your son made some mistakes, he fell in with bad people... but he was never like them. Not really. He had a good heart. One more thing: you won't have to worry about the Salamancas. Their day is coming. There'll be justice.
I'm sorry, my Spanish... j-justicia. Justice.
[sighs] What you talk about... is not justice. What you talk of is... revenge. It never ends... my boy is gone. [scoffs; in Spanish] You gangsters and your "justice." You're all the same.
[Jimmy and Kim approach Cliff and Howard's widow, Cheryl, at a memorial reception in the offices of HHM.]
[Jimmy extends his hand to Cheryl, but she doesn't take it]
Hi, Cheryl. I'm Jimmy McGill. You may not remember me. I'm Chuck McGill's brother.
Very sorry for your loss. [sighs]
Cheryl, I'm so sorry. I can't even imagine what you must be going through. If Jimmy and I can do anything for you or your family, please just say the word.
[Jimmy and Kim are about to walk away]
CCheryl
There is something, actually. You two were the last ones to see him, weren't you?
I guess so. Uh, that's what the police said.
CCheryl
Howard told me that you were harassing him, playing elaborate pranks of some sort. That you wouldn't leave him alone.
I know he thought that. He—he—he told me as well. Um, I think he honestly believed it.
CCheryl
But you're denying it.
[pause] You know what, I didn't leave here under the best terms. The past few years, I could have been more considerate to Howard instead of yitzing him every chance I got. I guess, uh, there was a certain amount of jealousy on my part because Howard had the, uh, respect of my brother. Which I never did. [Jimmy steps away]
CCheryl
Tell me what you told the police.
[pause] Okay, um... Well, I mean, it was 11 p.m. Howard started pounding on our door. He was very upset, going on about something, um, he thought was my fault, uh... Guess it had to do with the Sandpiper case. But I—I couldn't make head or tail out of it. We tried to calm him down. But... he just—he just wouldn't, um... Finally, he left. That's—that's it.
CCheryl
I'm not oblivious. I know people are saying he was on drugs. Is that what you're trying to tell me?
I just... He just didn't seem like himself.
CCheryl
[to Cliff] Are you hearing all of this? Because none of it makes sense to me.
Cheryl, maybe we should just—
CCheryl
I don't care what people are saying. I don't care what the police think. Howard was not on drugs. That simply is not true. There's something more to this.
I don't know if it's my place, but... I—I...
CCheryl
Please. Just spit it out. [sharply inhales]
[sighs] It was about a year-and-a-half ago. I was still an associate here, working late on a brief. And I saw a light on in Howard's office. I assumed the cleaning crew left it on by mistake. And I was sure that office was empty, so I didn't knock.
And Howard was there at his desk, head down. And he was snorting something. [Cheryl scoffs] I looked at him. He looked at me. I didn't know what to do, so I just walked out. And the next morning, when we saw each other, neither of us ever said anything about it. I never told anyone. But now I wish I had.
CCheryl
[long pause; to Cliff] In all the years that you worked with him, have you witnessed anything like this? Even a hint? Cliff...
I... Cheryl, this really isn't the time or the place.
[Cheryl begins to cry]
Cheryl. You were his wife. You saw him every day. You knew him better than anyone. Maybe I misunderstood what I saw. You would have known.
CCheryl
[voice breaking] Please excuse me.
[Cheryl retreats into a women's restroom]
[Kim and her client are sitting in a courtroom as the presiding judge, Gabriel Dearden, takes the bench. However, Kim announces her intention to withdraw from the case.]
BBailiff
All rise. Court is now in session, the Honorable Judge Dearden presiding.
JDJudge Dearden
Good afternoon. We are here to discuss a motion to exclude evidence in State of New Mexico vs. Yarborough.
[rises] Your Honor, if I may. I submitted an additional motion. I'm assuming you have not seen it yet.
JDJudge Dearden
Did we get that?
SSecretary
It just came in, judge.
[The secretary approaches the bench and hands the motion to Judge Dearden]
I apologize, it was a last-minute addition.
JDJudge Dearden
"Last minute" is right. [pause; looks through the motion] Do I understand this correctly? You're requesting to withdraw from this case?
Yes, Your Honor. My client is fully informed. And I've already been in touch with another attorney, Paige Novick. She's highly qualified and familiar with the case. She's prepared to step if you'll allow it.
JDJudge Dearden
Ms. Wexler, Mr. Orenstein, approach the bench.
[Kim and the prosecutor do so]
JDJudge Dearden
[to Kim] Ms. Wexler, we are here today at your insistence to consider your motion to exclude evidence. And this is the moment you choose to withdraw?
JDJudge Dearden
May I ask why?
Personal reasons, Your Honor.
JDJudge Dearden
"Personal reasons." Are we talking about a health issue, something to do with a loved one?
JDJudge Dearden
Would you rather discuss privately in chambers?
Thank you for the consideration, but no.
JDJudge Dearden
Would you care to supply any detail at all?
Your Honor, I prefer not to.
JDJudge Dearden
[pause; to Orenstein] ...Mr. Orenstein, is the state prepared to discuss Ms. Wexler's motion?
OOrenstein
We are, Your Honor. Absolutely.
JDJudge Dearden
You know what, Ms. Wexler? Mr. Orenstein's here. I'm here. We all showed up for your party, and now you're taking away the punch bowl. I'm inclined to have you argue your motion, then I'll consider later writing petitions.
I'm sorry for wasting the court's time, Your Honor, but it's impossible for me to continue with this hearing.
JDJudge Dearden
And why is that, Ms. Wexler?
Because I'm no longer an attorney.
JDJudge Dearden
[brief pause] I'm sorry, what?
I gave notice to the bar two hours ago.
