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Previously on "Better Call Saul"...

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- You done?
- Not yet.

In a few days, Howard Hamlin's car

will be found several states away.

There will be cocaine in the upholstery.

That's the story you were
setting up for this guy, yeah?

So, you two are gonna go about your day,

normal, same as ever.

You keep telling the lie
that you've been telling.

One day, we'll, uh...

... we'll wake up and brush our teeth

and we'll go to work...

... and at some point
we'll suddenly realize...

that we haven't thought about it at all.

None of it.

And that's when we'll know.

We'll know we can forget.

Don Eladio.

Don Juan.

Gustavo.

Don Hector.

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Gustavo...

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"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Ay, ay, ay.

Ahh.

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Bueno.

Gustavo...

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The doc left these for you,

in the event that you
made it back alive.

Tell me about the lawyers.

Well, they spent a full
afternoon with the cops.

Played it as they were
told. Maybe a bit better.

The APD consensus is

he walked into the
ocean and killed himself.

Without a body, they
can't close the file,

but for all practical
purposes it's over.

When can construction resume?

We need to find a new engineer

and a crew to do the work.

That could take some time.

Start today.

Mr. Fring. Welcome back.

Well, thank you, Brett.

What can I get you?

Wine, to start.

Yes, sir.

A glass of the Dressler
& Vaughn, please.

Right away.

Mr. Fring.

It's so good to see you.

It's been a while.

Yes. Too long.

What are you drinking?

The Dressler & Vaughn.

How is it?

Enough said.

Brett?

Can you get that bottle from before?

Now, normally, we would
never have this open,

but a couple hours ago,
I smelled cigar smoke.

And I look up

and this Cadillac cowboy is rolling in,

puffing on a Monte Cristo.

And, I mean, we're
talking the full deal.

You know, Stetson and
ostrich skin boots,

the belt buckle the size of Utah.

On his arm, there's a... a young woman

who somehow poured herself
into the tightest dress

that I have ever seen...

Anyway, he clearly wants
to impress his date,

so he orders this.

He takes one sip,

and sends it back.

For a rum and Coke.

DietCoke. What can I say?

But his loss

is definitely your gain.

- Remarkable.
- Mm-hmm.

I thought you'd like it.

It is from the birthplace
of Syrah, Côte-Rtie.

This one is Rene Rostaing's La Landonne.

So, I'm in college.

And I make it to Europe, my first time.

And I got a little enthusiastic
with my Eurail pass.

Long story short, I get lost.

And I mean really lost.

It is the middle of
the night, pitch black.

I'm standing on this cobblestone street

with my backpack and
there's no one around.

I mean, I have absolutely
no idea where I am.

Finally, I get to this
stand of cedar trees

and I just go ahead and
roll out the sleeping bag.

And the next morning I wake up

and...

I'm in paradise.

Ampuis.

It's... It's...

It's this perfect little
village in the southeast.

It's... It's surrounded by
vineyards, everything's... green.

They call it the ancient
gateway to the Rhône Valley.

They've been making wine
there since Roman times.

Am I talking too much?

No, not at all.

The vineyards are so steep

they can't get tractors up
there, so they use horses.

Still, to this day.

Do you get that, um...

that meaty... it's almost bloody flavor?

The soil is all iron
oxide and manganese.

You can taste it in the glass, right?

I have a confession to make.

About a year ago,

you mentioned a rare
vintage from the same region.

- 1978?
- Yes. Exactly.

And I must say, you paint
a compelling picture.

I went home that night,
and I bought a bottle.

A 1978 Côte-Rtie?

Mm-hmm.

- Mr. Fring, that must...
- Gustavo.

Gustavo.

I'm saving it for a special occasion.

Well, I would love to hear about it...

when you have that occasion.

Hold on. There's something
I have to show you.

The owner bought a bottle of Guigal.

- I can't open it.
- Of course.

But the bottle itself is...

You'll appreciate this.
I'll be right back.

Brett.

Would you let David know
that I've been called away?

Of course, Mr. Fring.

- Have a good evening.
- Thank you.

Yes?

Mr. Varga, you don't know me,

but I'd like to talk about your son.

My son?

What happened?

Maybe we could talk face-to-face... ?

I'm outside.

Who are you?

It's not important.

I saw you here before.

Chrysler Fifth Avenue.

What about my son?

I'm sorry. He won't be found.

It was over fast.

No pain.

You were there?

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 will be justice.

Justice?

I'm sorry. My Spanish.

J-justicia. Justice.

What you talk about is not justice.

What you talk of is revenge.

It never ends.

My boy is gone.

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Oh, they got a new trashcan.

We'll just put in an appearance.

Twenty minutes tops.

We can get through twenty
minutes of anything.

There's Julie and Francis.

- Hey, Kim.
- Hey, guys.

Jimmy.

I always admired him. Always.

Even when...

I mean, nobody could relate to
a client quite like he could.

And it wasn't an act.
He genuinely cared.

I never saw it coming...

Addiction is a disease.

He was a good lawyer
and a hell of a guy.

What else is there to say?

- It still doesn't seem real.
- Mm.

I mean, I...

expect to see him
charging down those stairs

with a big grin on his face.

You know, this is probably the last time

any of us will be in this building.

Why is that?

Uh, HMM is downsizing.

- Seriously?
- Yep.

- They're gonna take half a floor downtown.
- Hmm.

And they're changing their name.

Changing their name to what?

Uh... Brookner Partners?

Something like that.

End of an era.

Yeah.

Have you spoken to Cheryl?

Um, not yet.

To not even have a body
to put in the ground...

I heard she took a
leave from her practice.

Maybe we should go up
there and pay our respects.

Yeah.

Rich, good to see you.

I wish it was under
better circumstances.

You too, Kim. Take care.

Jimmy... ah, Saul.

Bye, Rich.

Cliff.

- Kim. Jimmy.
- Kim, hi.

Hi, Cheryl. Um, I'm Jimmy McGill.

You may not remember me.
I'm Chuck McGill's brother.

Of course.

Very sorry for your loss.

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.

There is something, actually.

You two were the last ones
to see him, weren't you?

Um... I guess so.

Um, that's what the police said.

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.

H-He told me, as well.

Um, I think he honestly believed it.

But you're denying it.

You know what?

I didn't leave here
under the best, uh, terms.

The past few years, I could have, uh,

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.

Tell me what you told the police.

Okay. Um well, I mean, it was 11:00 P.M.

Howard started pounding on our door.

He was very upset,
going on about something,

uh, he thought was my fault.

Uh, I 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... That's it.

I'm not oblivious.

I know people are
saying he was on drugs.

Is that what you're trying to tell me?

It just...

He just didn't seem like himself.

Are you hearing all of this?

Because none of it makes sense to me.

Cheryl, maybe we should just...

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...

Please... just spit it out.

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 the office was
empty, so I didn't knock...

And?

And Howard was there at his desk,

head down,

and he was snorting something.

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 said anything about it.

I never told anyone...

... but now I wish I had.

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, you were his wife.

You... You saw him every day,
you knew him better than anyone.

Maybe I misunderstood what I saw...

You would have known.

Please excuse me.

Her sister's here somewhere.
I'm... I'm gonna go find her.

I know that was tough,
um, but it's over now.

I mean really over.

Let the healing begin.

All rise.

Court is now in session.

The Honorable Judge Dearden presiding.

Good afternoon.

We are here to discuss a
motion to exclude evidence

in State of New Mexico v. Yarborough.

Your Honor, if I may?

I submitted an additional motion.

I'm assuming you have not seen it yet.

- Did we get that?
- It just came in, Judge.

I apologize. It was a
last minute addition.

Last minute is right.

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
in, if you'll allow it.

Ms. Wexler, Mr. Orenstein,
approach the bench.

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?

It was unavoidable.

May I ask why?

Personal reasons, Your Honor.

Personal reasons.

Are we talking about a health issue?

Something to do with a loved one?

No.

Would you rather discuss
this privately in chambers?

Thank you for the consideration...

but no.

Would you care to
supply any detail at all?

Your Honor, I'd prefer not to.

Mr. Orenstein,

is the state prepared to
discuss Ms. Wexler's motion?

We are, Your Honor. Absolutely.

You know what, Ms. Wexler?

Mr. Orenstein is here. I'm here.

We all showed up for your party

and now you're taking
away the punchbowl?

I'm inclined to have
you argue your motion

and then I'll consider
late-arriving petitions.

I'm sorry for wasting the
court's time, Your Honor,

but it's impossible for me
to continue with this hearing.

And why is that, Ms. Wexler?

Because I'm no longer an attorney.

I'm sorry? What?

I gave notice to the bar two hours ago.

You did what?! Why... why?!

All right, all right. I know why.

- But, Kim, you can't just...
- Jimmy, I... I...

Shh. Just let me say my piece, okay?

Just... Let's take a breath here.

Kim, after everything that happened...

I mean, Jesus. I get it.

You want to climb out of your own skin.

That's natural.

But, Kim, you don't just
throw everything away.

Th-this is your life. You're a lawyer.

Wh... uh, what about your clients, huh?

What about, uh, that poor
guy, uh, Mr. Yarborough?

What about the kid in foster care?

Huh? You give them
everything you've got.

Who are they gonna find
who's half as good as you?

No one! They need you.

- It's already done.
- Ugh!

Okay. What's done can be undone.

All I'm saying is just... just...

let's take a week or
two to think it over.

For now, we're gonna take some time off.

God knows we need it.

We're gonna find a new
place. We're gonna leave here.

We're never, ever gonna
come back here again, okay?

We're gonna... We're
gonna put it behind us.

Things will look
brighter. I guarantee it.

But first, we have to fix this.

So we're gonna go
back to the hotel room,

and you're gonna write letters.

You're gonna write a letter to the bar.

You're gonna write
letters to your clients.

Y-you... You dictate. I will type.

We're gonna roll this thing back.

I'll order a pizza.
We'll pull an all-nighter

because we're in this together, okay?

So, I'm gonna go get
your... your printer

and then we're gonna
get the hell out of here.

Look, Jimmy... J-Jimmy...

You asked if you were bad for me.

That's not it.

We are bad for each other.

Kim.

Don't do this.

Kim, please.

Jimmy.

I have had the time of my life with you.

But we are bad for everyone around us.

Other people suffer because of us.

Apart, we're okay,

but together...

we're poison.

No. No.

Just tell me

what I need to do to change, okay?

Just tell me what it is and I'll do it.

- Jimmy.
- No, Kim.

You make me happy.

We make each other happy.

How can that be bad?

Hey.

I love you.

I love you, too.

But so what?

No. No.

No, Kim, you're wrong!

This is about Howard!

Okay? What happened to him wasn't on us.

It wasn't your fault.
It wasn't my fault!

It was that fucking Lalo Salamanca!

That psychopath came back from the dead

and he walked through that door!

He did this. Not us. Him.

I knew.

You knew wh-what?

I knew he was alive.

No, you didn't.

It was about a month ago.

I saw that car following me again.

And it turned out that Mike Ehrmantraut

had guys watching both of us.

Watching for Lalo.

Mike... Mike told you

that Lalo was alive...

... and you didn't tell me?

Jimmy, I thought... I thought it was

a one in a million chance
that he'd come for us.

I thought he would be caught if he did.

And I told myself I was protecting you.

But that's not the truth. The...

The real reason I didn't tell you

was because I knew what you'd do.

Wh... what would I do?

You'd... you'd blame yourself.

You'd fear for me.

You'd want us to run and hide

until you were sure I was safe.

You would pull the plug on the scam.

And then...

And then, uh...

we'd break up.

And I didn't want that.

Because I was having too much fun.

♪ Any way you want it,
that's the way you need it ♪

♪ Any way you want it ♪

♪ She loves to laugh ♪

♪ She loves to sing ♪

♪ She does everything ♪

♪ She loves to move ♪

♪ She loves to groove ♪

Rise and shine, time to go.

Hit me.

I'm hearing your report didn't
use the magic words, Doc.

Soft. Tissue. Damage.

Doesn't matter what the X-rays show,

tissue damage gets my client paid...

Hey, hey. You're not listening.

My client isn't just suing your company,

he's coming after you personally.

Listen, you have a choice, okay?

You can pay up now

or, uh, bleed to death in court.

So, I say be smart and write that check.

You have till E.O.D.

I'm so sorry. I'm getting another call.

Got it. What else you got?

Oh, that's my Xanax guy.

Uh, tell him yes and today...

Another public masturbator? Which one?

A new guy? Huh.

Everyone must be doing it...

What do you mean, he hasn't paid?

I saw him give you the card.

A fake? That sneaky little jackass.

Tell him he'll be spending
St. Patrick's Day in Los Lunas

unless he comes up with the cash ASAP.

Wait. Shut up. Shut
up. I got a good one.

Did you see a bus went
off I-40 up near Gates?

Eighteen people injured.

Uh, don't we know a kid,

an intern at the hospital up
there, had a bunch of DUIs?

What was his name?

Breakfast bar, go ahead, take one.

I'm not... I'm not talking to you.

Uh, Ramirez. Ramirez.
Yes. Call that kid.

Tell him I want the names and
numbers of all the victims.

I smell class action.

And then get the kid with the camera.

Send him up there.

And then call the newspaper

and say that Saul Goodman is outraged

at the "Fiery Fiasco on the Forty."

That's what we're gonna call it.

Move it to court day.

I'm... I'm not going down
there twice in one week.

That's their problem...

Send a messenger

with, uh, Beanie Babies
and an Edible Arrangement

with extra dipped pineapple.

- It's... Shut up. Shut up.
- Saul on radio: Better Call Saul!

Auto insurance won't pay
for your fender bender?

Ripped off by your brother-in-law?

Major or minor surgery gone wrong?

I'm here for you, Albuquerque.

Better Call Saul!

Call 505-503-4...

Did you hear that? It's in mono.

I'm not paying for that muffled crap.

Mono! It's what The Beatles used.

It's ancient.

Look, I sound like I'm in a well

inside of a cave under a blanket.

I'm... Who wants a
lawyer who you can't hear?

Here's what you do.

Stop the check ASAP,

then call the station manager.

You tell them if the ad
doesn't make my ears bleed

the next time it plays,
I will see him in court.

Screw the FCC!

I'll go to the mat with
those pencil-pushers.

Ugh.

This is textbook freedom of speech.

What could be more American than that?

I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy.

Get all that? Call the
bank. Cancel the check.

Call the station manager.
Tell him to crank it up

- or I'll see him in court.
- Got it.

Move.

What?

All right. Let justice be
done though the heavens fall.

And ready, set, action!

Move, move, move!

Go, go, go!

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Four, cashmere sweaters out the door!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

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