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I think I got everything.

If I forgot anything, I'll just,
uh, figure it out on the way.

- You're back on Thursday?
- Thursday. Yeah.

Unless we break
down in Amarillo.

Kim, I want you to know, uh...

I don't take this for granted.

It means a lot.

I'll see you Thursday.

Can I sit here?

Uh...

Sure, man.

Just a word of warning...

I had a pile of cheese-chili fries
back at Stuckey's. With onions on top.

Last guy who sat here
didn't last five miles.

But, uh, you know,
welcome to it.

Ah, Jynetta. Ha.

Very nice, I like the
hearts over the I's.

- This is a real nice touch.
- Thank you.

- How many have we got?
- Ten.

Ten.

Alrighty.

Would you like to
do some postcards?

- Fifty cents per.
- Yeah.

- Different pens, please.
- Okay.

Oh, Bubba. Heh-heh.

Okay.

I like your passion.

But would you maybe
tone down the anger?

Make it that you're sad that
you even have to write the letter.

"I couldn't believe people could be
so heartless till I heard about you."

- Okay?
- Okay. Yeah, I got you.

- How many we got?
- Five.

- Mmm. Would you like another batch?
- Yeah.

Yeah?

All right.

Different, uh, pens.

Uh, Chasity, let's
see what you got.

Don't... Don't use, uh, swears.

I thought we talked
about respect.

We're gonna have
to lose that one.

I'm a little light. Couldn't
do nothing about it.

Some dumb-ass festival over
at the fairground, Indian shit.

Five-0 was all over.

But not real five-0,
like, the rentals.

Can't sell in front of them neither.
We gonna make you right next time.

You're goddamned right you will.

For sure. Next week.

Hey.

Come here.

Nacho, man, I gotta get to getting...
- Shh, shh.

Just come here.

What's...? What's up?

Shit.

What you owe, you owe.

With interest.

You had to do that, man.

- Guy's not gonna learn otherwise.
- Mm-hm.

So why didn't you do it?

What up, Domingo?

Include headache, nausea,
dizziness, and vision changes.

The committee is
the proper place...

But she wasn't the
only witness that...

And I just wanna show you
the real difference with this.

If you wanna use the
scrub too, it's that same idea.

It's just that simple. Smells
like fresh lavender too, ladies.

- And you just will not...
- Hey, baby. You're in early.

You in for the night?

Want us to make you some dinner?

Takes the color right out. And
this bottle has smoothing agents...

that protect your
skin while exfoliating.

Thanks, babe.

Are you gonna smoke with us?

Look at that. Just look at that. It's
just... Well, I think that's incredible.

And I cannot believe we're
still offering this for under $70.

There's no way that will last.

Keep an eye on these guys.

Did you know, Michael, my
father was also an engineer?

Yeah.

Worked from the day
he could hold a hammer.

Learned the work
from doing the work.

Hands like knots of a tree.

You see over there?

He built that.

The Sydney Opera House.

Those concrete arches,
impossible in 1957.

Six years it took to
solve the problem. Six.

And years more
to pour correctly.

To that, my father
gave 10 years of life.

Another stout?

Uh, you know, could I get the,
uh, "Heefiweesen" this time?

- Oh. Heh.
- Sure.

Uh, no. Sir. Please.
Uh, it's "Hefeweizen."

Oh, I'm sorry.

How'd you say it?

- Hefeweizen.
- Hefeweizen.

That's right.

Ah. Uh...

It's on me.

Aw. Thanks, man.

Where was I? Ah, the Opera.

It's for the ages.

For my father, it
was his achievement.

A creation that will endure.

What about you, Michael?

Your papa, what did he do?

My dad?

Oh...

Left behind a cold-water flat and
a stack of bills. That's about all.

Not true.

He also left you, Michael.

- You are his legacy.
- Ha-ha-ha.

Yeah. You ever think
about having kids?

Being a papa yourself?

Once, maybe.

My Margarethe...

she's enough for me.

She's my heart.

This is the longest I've
ever been away from her.

Twenty-six years...

never this long away from home.

To home.

Yeah.

Hey, Mike.

I gotta check on the boys.
You gonna be all right here?

Of course. I'll be fine. Go.

Sorry, Mike. This guy
slipped off for a private dance.

You're not throwing
me out, I paid my money.

You paid to look, not
touch, asshole. That's it.

I'm calling the cops. Let's see
how you like hanging out in MDC.

No, no, no. You don't
need to call the cops.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the guy telling you
this one's had too much...

and I'm here to get
him out of your hair.

What about his buddies?

They're not causing
any trouble, are they?

Let them stay a while longer.

This one? This idiot goes home.

- Sleeps it off.
- No, no. I'm not going. I paid...

You are done.

Go on. Try me.

Get him out of here.

Sorry.

The girl, is she okay?

She's fine. Seen worse.

This is for her trouble.

All good?

Yeah, man. We're cool.

So...

Like this.

How about...?

Nein, nein, nein, Terry.

Support must be invisible.

Can't throw a column
here, a column there.

Maximum volume
and open space inside.

The final structure
has strict requirements.

- Load-bearing walls, then.
- Very good!

Now you use your thinking
head, not your drinking head.

But how do you
get walls in place?

They would be seven,
eight meters to a side.

- Pre-pour off site.
- Slide the slabs in with a crane.

Slide?

Through the
existing construction?

You would knock down the Chrysler
Building just to add a subway stop.

No. Ah.

Time to go.

Why? Come sit with us.

Your wife's calling.

My wife?

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Thank you very much,
gentlemen, for your hospitality.

Good talking to you, Werner.

See you.

♪ Overflowing ♪

♪ Fails to only make
A better comeback ♪

♪ More powerful and
poignant And falls again ♪

♪ Destructive lust
for life erected ♪

♪ On the verge pricked up ♪

♪ Fearing to respond
to the tempting ♪

Oh, hey. You say something?

Yeah, I'm gonna head over to
the nail salon. Finish setting up.

Oh, that's a good
idea. I'll see you later.

♪ Midway between happiness ♪♪

Yeah, I won't be that long.

You want me to bring you
something? Maybe Flying Star?

I'm just gonna scrounge here. I
think we have some old Chinese.

Pick up something
for yourself, okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, okay.
- All right.

Leaving now. You stick around?

Oh. Uh, yeah, I have...
Be here a little longer.

I'll lock up when I
go. Is that all right?

Wife mad at you?

She's not my wife...

I don't know.

Yeah. She's mad at you.

Go on.

- Whew.
- You take her to dinner.

Nice place with a waiter.

Cloth napkin.

You bring flowers.

You say sorry.

Then say sorry again.

Whatever she
says, you say sorry.

I think we might be past that.

I'll leave the bottle.

Are you ready for
me? I'm a little early.

No problem. Come on in.

This is Gary Strote, Stef
Carvaines and Pat Malakovsky.

- My associates.
- Hi.

Suzanne Ericsen. STEF: Hello.

- Good to meet you all.
- Nice to meet you.

All right. You have a
response to our proffer?

We do. Time served.

Three to six months' probation.
We plead to simple battery.

- A misdemeanor?
- Yes.

You're asking to go from 18
months' jail time down to nothing?

Sorry. I can't do that.

Okay.

This is a motion
for continuance.

We're going to need more
time to prepare our defense.

The officer's report states that he
didn't canvass for additional witnesses.

There were none.

And no one is contesting that
Mr. Babineaux struck the officer.

Be that as it may, there are several
businesses nearby with cameras.

We need time to
subpoena all of them.

Isn't that a bit much?

We don't believe the
judge will see it that way.

We'd simply like to have the most
complete information at our disposal.

To that end...

we're filing a motion
to compel discovery.

You want to open Officer
Platt's personnel file.

- Good luck with that. STEF:
It's a reasonable Brady disclosure.

Officer Platt had a history
with Mr. Babineaux...

we'd like to know its extent.

And if there's any larger history Officer
Platt has with friends, relatives...

or colleagues of Mr. Babineaux,
we'd like to know that too.

You're thinking of
pursuing civil litigation?

We are in conversation
with the ACLU.

Assessing the possibility that
Mr. Babineaux's civil rights...

may have been violated.

Okay. Is that all?

For now.

We will deal with all
of these issues in turn.

And then we will
set a trial date.

I think that's all we
have to talk about.

All right, then.

Ms. Wexler, a word in private?

I'll catch up.

Kim, you're throwing three $400-an-hour
associates at a pro-bono case?

I never said this was pro bono.

Okay, what's the plan here, Kim?

Because shock and
awe isn't gonna cut it.

Bring every fancy associate you
got, file all the motions you want.

And at the end of all this,
your client is still going away.

Okay.

I guess we'll see.

Everyone seems much improved.

This, uh, R and R was a
good idea, Michael. Heh-heh.

Something the matter?

This?

Hmph. Don't be concerned.

I said nothing.

Men at a bar,
talking to make talk.

And look.

No details. No scale at all.

Could be a skyscraper,
could be a box for shoes.

I said nothing about the construction
that would not be true for 1000 others.

By now they've
forgotten me entirely.

They forgot.

The German national in
the middle of Albuquerque...

talking about pouring
hundreds of tons of concrete...

at a secret
underground location?

Eh, you're right.

I'm sorry, Michael. I
had too much beer.

And I may have said
more than I should have.

Listen to me carefully.

The man we're working
for is very serious.

Think about the precautions we take
to keep everything that goes on quiet.

Think about how much
money you're making.

Think about what happens
if something goes wrong.

Do you understand
what I am saying to you?

I do understand.

And I'm sorry to
cause any problem.

You have my word.

Nothing like this
will happen again.

Okay.

Let's get you to work.

I have one question
for you, Ms. Ericsen.

- Are you prosecuting Santa Claus?
- Your Honor?

Because it's like Miracle
on 34th Street in here.

This is just today.

Today's batch. Huh?

All addressed to me.

All from some
backwater in Louisiana.

Uh... "Get your hands
off our hero," they say.

"Mercy for Huell
Babineaux," they say.

Like I'm sending him
to the electric chair.

Tell me, Ms. Wexler, did you
start this particular ball rolling?

Did I instruct the people
of Coushatta, Louisiana...

to start writing letters to the
court? No, Your Honor, I did not.

That being said, it's clear
Mr. Babineaux has touched the lives...

of many people in his hometown.

They're planning to send a contingent
to show their support during the trial.

Are you talking about a bunch
of yahoos packing my court?

I'm sorry, Your Honor, but I'm not sure
what bearing any of this has on the case.

What does Mr. Babineaux's
relationship to his hometown in...?

Did you say Louisiana?

This can't be a complete surprise
to the assistant district attorney.

She knows the defendant's
history as well as I do.

If I get one more letter from
some swamp-dwelling do-gooder...

- I'm gonna scream.
- Thank you...

for bringing this
to our attention.

- May I see one of these?
- Oh.

Take as many as you want. Yeah.

Please. Take them all.

I have looked at this case.

It does not merit a circus.

Now, you two work it out.

- We've tried, Your Honor.
- Try again.

Pull the Babineaux file.

Every parking ticket, every time
he is mentioned in the records.

You, call the
arresting officer...

and find out what, if anything,
he left out of his reports.

I want known associates.
Places of residence.

MVD records. All of it.

We missed something,
and I wanna know what.

Right now. Go.

Ben.

What are we looking for?

I want to figure out why a
pickpocket has people this overheated.

"Huell Babineaux is
wrongfully accused.

He's a good man.

He'd never do nothing like
the things you say he's done.

He's a kind man and
good friend to everyone."

Jesus. They do make
him sound like Santa Claus.

- This one has a phone number.
- Let me see this.

You've reached Elmer Fontaneau.

I'm not here at the moment,
but leave a message...

I'll get back at you soon as
I can. Have a blessed day.

Hello, Mr. Fontaneau.

My name is Suzanne Ericsen from
the Albuquerque District Attorney's office.

Um, could you give me a
call when you have a moment?

It's in regards to
Huell Babineaux.

My number is 505-186-1945.

Thanks.

- Hello?
- Is this Eloise Luckard?

- Speaking.
- Hi, my name is Suzanne Ericsen.

I'm an assistant district attorney
in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

You wrote a letter to Judge
Munsinger about a Huell Babineaux.

Oh, I love Huell.

- He's the dearest, dearest man.
- Heh-heh. Um...

Do you mind my asking, how
exactly do you know Huell?

Everyone in
Coushatta knows Huell.

- He's a pillar of our church.
- Which church is that?

Free Will Baptist, right
over on Bogan Lane.

Um, I've seen several letters from
fellow members of your congregation.

Could you explain to me, is
there some reason why Huell...

in particular, holds so
much esteem in your church?

I'm sorry, who are you again?

I'm, um, an assistant district attorney
from Albuquerque, New Mexico.

I'm handling a case that
Mr. Babineaux is involved in.

- Handling how?
- Um...

I'm prosecuting it.

You're the one persecuting
our Huell? How could you?

To go after someone so sweet
and kind with all those lies.

Well, I'd tell you what
I really think of you...

but Jesus is listening, so
I'll just say shame on you!

Uh...

Okay.

All right.

Not too shabby.

I've been taking improv classes.

Oh, shit. Which one is it?

- It's that one.
- Oh.

It's the church. The
church, the church.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Hello. Free Will Baptist,
Pastor Hansford speaking.

- Uh, who this?
- Good afternoon, pastor.

My name is Suzanne Ericsen.

I'm an assistant district attorney
from Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Oh, that's a long way off, cher.

Can you hold on a second? Uh...
Clarence is going at the organ.

I'll step into the vestibule.

Ah. There we go. Uh...

Now, what can I do for
you, Ms. Ericsen, you say?

Mm-hm. Um...

The court has received
numerous letters from members...

of your congregation in
regards to Mr. Huell Babineaux.

May I ask you a couple
questions about Mr. Babineaux?

Surely. Uh, what I can
tell you about our Huell?

Well, what kind of person
would you say Mr. Babineaux is?

Why, I'd say he's a lovely
person, both inside and out.

I'm sure you'd say that
about all your parishioners.

Right. Ha-ha. I suppose I would.

But no, no. Huell, he's special.

He's got a heart as big
as Lake Pontchartrain.

Mm. Do you mind my
asking, what did he do...

to gain so much
devotion in Coushatta?

Well, ma'am, for starters...

he's a bona fide hero.

- He's a hero?
- Yes, ma'am.

See, about a year ago,
there was a fire in the rectory.

It was during Bible study.

Uh, at night.

Because, uh, some of
the old folks around here...

they like to brush up on the
Bible before, uh, they go to sleep.

You know, get right in case
the Lord call them home.

- Mm-hm. Yes.
- Wouldn't you know it...

there was a short
circuit in the coffeemaker.

Whole thing catch fire, and the
flame leaped up to the windowsill.

Well, Huell happened to be visiting
his people, and he saw the smoke.

Well, what did he do? He burst right in.
- Pfft.

And he carried out every
last one of them oldsters.

Mm. My goodness.

And, um, what
happened to the church?

The church is fine.

I shudder to think...

what might've happened if
God, in his grace, hadn't seen fit...

to send us old Huell.

I see.

Now, y'all sound like a real nice lady,
and I know you're only doing your job.

But I want you to
understand something.

I think you got the wrong
end of the stick here.

Huell Babineaux
is important to us.

Now, he...

He would never
hurt a police officer.

I believe it's just a
misunderstanding.

I believe he might've
been helping his friend.

That's the Huell that I know.

Uh, put that down, Clarence!

Get rid of them robes,
now. That's for communion.

Now, I will be
with you presently!

Uh, is there anything
else I can help you with?

No. No, pastor. Thank
you for your time.

- I think that's all.
- Oh, um...

Have you set a date
yet for Huell's trial?

Uh, no, not yet.

Would you do me a kindness
and, um, ring me up when you do?

Because we got a
couple of charter buses.

We're gonna bring the whole
congregation up to y'all in Albuquerque.

I'll make sure to let you know.

Bless you.

And I look forward
to meeting you.

Is it over?

All right.

Here's what we're gonna do.
I'm gonna take the church phone.

She might call back.

If any of these ring, I want
you to pick up every third caller.

Okay? Thirty seconds
max, stick to the script.

Let the rest go to voicemail.

Uh... So are we
just supposed to...

hang around here till...?

You're paid for the day, you
stay until I say you can go.

Well?

Heh.

Do it one more time?

You sure you can take it?

I can if you can.

All right. You asked for it.

Hello there.

Look in your heart,
cher, and find forgiveness.

Let us take you on a trip
down New Orleans way...

where they put a little
extra roux in the gumbo.

- Oh, that's a beautiful red snapper.
- Heh-heh-heh.

It's wondermous, I guarantee.

Wow, it's like I'm in the bayou.

Yes, well, I got
crawdads in my pants.

- That's not a thing.
- It's a thing that happens to you...

when you're
sitting in the bayou.

The phones were genius.

- The phones?
- Yeah.

Well, the phones were a touch.

This was all you,
start to finish.

Bank shot off the judge.

Four months'
probation, time served.

It's like watching Roy Hobbs
smash out stadium lights.

Yeah, but the DA
overplayed her hand.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Gotta go?

Yeah.

What are you up to today?

I'm, uh, gonna check out an office
on Lomas, down by the courthouse.

I thought you already found one.

That one was a little
more office than I needed.

Mm.

You working late?

Mm-hm. Playing catch-up.

All right.

I gotta go.

I gotta go, I gotta go.

The near-term window is set,
but we have to hit every target...

to stick to that timetable.

As we look down the
road, we get more flexibility.

When we get to rollouts in
a six-to-12 month timeline...

and beyond, we have
some breathing room.

It's an opportunity to retrench and
meet our minimum capital requirements.

We should be stable as a table
by the time we start on Wyoming.

Sounds good.

We should talk about Wyoming.

Six months is gonna go by fast.

- Unless, Kevin, did you have something?
- Um...

Sorry. I don't wanna slow us down.
Paige will hate me for bringing this up.

What's on your mind?

The foot traffic at
Tucumcari is off the charts...

and that's driving a
lot of new accounts.

Seems to me it's because the
building itself is damn eye-catching.

Now, I want to hit all the
milestones we're talking about.

And Paige tells me what
I'm gonna ask is impossible...

but what if we made the Lubbock
branch the same as Tucumcari?

I reminded Kevin that Tucumcari
has a much larger footprint...

than the current Lubbock design.

And that design is the one we've
been hanging our estimates on.

I know, I know. We're
down the road a ways on this.

But what do you think, Kim?

Can you pull another
rabbit out of the hat for us?

Kevin, I'm sorry.

But I have to agree with Paige.

It took almost two months to get
local approval for the current design.

Starting over now?

There's simply no way we
could stick to our timetable.

I hate to say it...

but it is. It's unfeasible.

Okay.

I get it. I had to ask.

Paige, you were
right. This time.

All right, Wyoming, then.

Yellowstone, here we come.

Great.

So looking to Wyoming...

we are moving forward with
market research, as planned.

Space is closing in on
rough final dimensions.

Most of the spoil's
out and dispersed.

The tunnel's
holding and it's clear.

The front loader hit
this support stanchion.

Guys had it back up in an hour.

No permanent damage.

Then the form they use
to pour cement into...

it's totaled.

We're gonna have to make a new
one before we can go back to the wall.

So we're looking at four,
maybe five days for that.

Could've been worse.

The rock, that is
more of an issue.

It is smack-dab in the
middle of our elevator shaft.

Can't work around
it, can't dig it out.

So we're back to blasting.

Set up, clearing away debris...

adds maybe another week.

Best estimate, we're a
little past the halfway point.

Way behind schedule,
but the work is solid.

And Werner?

I gave him the come-to-Jesus.

He screwed up. He knows it.

Said it won't happen again.

And what do you say?

I've got eyes on him.

But, yeah. He's good.

Good.

Is that water?

The landlord will kick in
for small repairs like that.

They already took care
of the rodent problem.

Rodent problem?

You asked for small and
near court. This is both.

And it's in your price range.

Use your imagination.

Think creatively.

Uh, excuse me for
a sec, would you?

Yeah. Take your time.

Hey.

Hey.

Is this your new office?

Um, it's a contender.

What are you doing here?

I was driving.

Saw your Esteem
in the parking lot.

So, what's up?

Nothing.

Just driving around.

Thinking about things.

Listen, Kim, I... I know
what's on your mind.

That thing that we
did, I mean, it was nuts.

And I dumped it in your lap.

Ex parte communication...

contempt of court.

I mean, what, talking about a
couple hundred counts of mail fraud?

I could've wrecked you at
Schweikart. I could've boned me too.

I'm this close to
being reinstated.

I mean, come on.

Kim.

Don't worry. No one's
gonna know about it.

Be like it never happened.

And, also, I agree.

We are totally
done with all that.

Over and out.

No more.

Let's do it again.

Oh, hey!

You're here! Right on time.

Hold on one second. Wait.

You are going to love this.

I made this just for you.

Never in your life have
you tasted something...

so delicious, it's
true. Wait, wait...

You're gonna die.

No, thank you.

Smell it!

You can't say no, are you crazy?

I used epazote. Come on.

Very well. You're not hungry.

That's your problem.

This is a special
recipe. A family secret.

- Salamanca family?
- Them!

I am Eduardo.

But you can call me Lalo.

And you must be Varga, no?

They told me you
were smart. And look...

here you are, and you are.

What are you doing here?

I'm just here to
lend a helping hand.

Make sure the business
is running in order.

I got... I got a good
head for numbers.

But, listen...

don't even worry.

It's gonna be like
I'm not even here.

Come on, Varga. Let's go!