You're good.
See you, Nacho.
Don Hector.
Hola, Don Hector.
Hey, Nacho.
Have a seat.
How's your dad?
Fine.
- Business good? - Yeah, I think so.
- Cool. - All right.
Hey, my father's gonna bring in his Corolla.
His dogs tore up the back seat. Like, ate the stuffing.
So one of my guys, new kid, got spooked by a cruiser and ran.
Dumped his stash in the gutter.
Let me finish.
You're light.
- Like I was saying, the guy... - Why didn't you make it up on your end?
I did, but I couldn't make it all up.
You got my share, man.
I swear.
All right. Make it up next week.
Thank you, Nacho.
Don Hector.
Who works for who, huh?
Nacho, no.
No!
Nacho, no.
Oh, come on. Come on.
No, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Nacho.
Son.
Have you seen the black cowhide?
In the back, Dad.
On the top shelf.
Next to the red suede.
I wanna start by thanking you for your patience...
through this long and emotional proceeding.
Jimmy McGill has worked tirelessly...
to build a practice that helps an underserved...
and frankly, overlooked segment of our community...
the elderly.
You've heard from many of Mr McGill's clients today.
Every one of them came here gladly in support of their lawyer.
Jimmy reached out to people...
who may never have seen an attorney in their entire lives.
He took the time to make sure they had wills...
that accurately reflected their wishes for a price they could afford.
Because Jimmy McGill cares about people.
He's devoted the past three years of his life to his brother's welfare.
Waking at 5 in the morning to buy Charles' favourite newspaper...
from the single newsstand in the city that carries it.
Dropping everything to care for his brother through multiple hospitalisations.
Even supporting Charles' career...
by hand making a Mylar-lined suit jacket...
to spare his brother discomfort from exposure to electricity.
And yet, during this time...
Charles McGill's irrational animus towards his brother...
grew to epic proportions.
So when Jimmy discovered that Charles had used his love and his caring...
against him...
when he discovered...
he had been betrayed by his only living blood relative...
Jimmy snapped.
Wouldn't you?
I might.
Chuck?
Jimmy McGill understands he broke the law...
when he forced his way into his brother's house...
and he is deeply sorry.
He is more than ready to face the consequences.
However, as to ethical violation 16-304A...
the state bar's claim of destruction of evidence...
it categorically did not happen.
Jimmy McGill had no agenda when he entered his brother's home.
- He lost his temper, plain and simple. - Chuck, please let me in.
So now the question you must ask yourselves is this...
Is the legal profession better with Jimmy McGill in it?
I believe the answer is a resounding yes.
Here's to 12 short months.
Also, somebody call the pope because according to your summation...
I ought to be a saint, me and Mother Teresa, right up there with her.
Saint Jimmy. Yeah, that has a nice ring to it.
Boom.
So have you given any thought to what you're gonna do for the next year?
You know, with your clients?
Slow down.
That is tomorrow talk, counsellor.
Tonight, I celebrate with the world's best defence attorney.
Where are your notes?
Let's spread them out and roll around on them. See what happens.
It's a good plan.
Rebecca?
Jimmy.
Well, I'm... Come on in, please.
- Hi. Kim Wexler. - Rebecca Bois.
We didn't formally meet earlier.
- Right. It's nice to meet you. - Yeah.
I was just at Chuck's, and he won't answer the door.
I was out there knocking for almost an hour.
That sounds like Chuck. I'm sure he's fine. He's just being dramatic.
I think it's a little bit more than that.
I want you to come with me to get him to let us in.
- Jimmy, he needs our help. - No, thanks.
I've already kicked my door in for the year.
You owe it to him.
I don't owe him squat.
Jimmy, you lied to me.
This was never about helping Chuck.
If you feel misled, I apologise, but I think I was clear.
I told you I had to defend myself...
and Chuck would need help afterwards, which he does.
You got what you wanted.
Now it's time to do what's right.
Yeah...
No.
Jimmy, he's still your brother.
Not anymore, he's not.
Chuck was right about you all along.
He's mentally ill. What is your excuse?
Enjoy your champagne.
Like the other night, during dinner...
Kaylee asked if her daddy ever used to cook.
And I told her about...
how Matty used to make her Mickey Mouse pancakes on weekends.
You know, two small pancake ears attached to a big one?
She didn't remember, but I think it made her happy.
She even asked for them the next morning.
Boy, Matty made it look easy.
Keeping the ears separated, it's really hard.
Mine looked terrible, but Kaylee didn't care.
Now she wants Daddy pancakes every weekend.
But there are times...
Career day's coming up...
and she asked me if I would go and talk about her daddy's job.
She wants to know more about what he did.
That kind of took my breath away.
Kaylee's teacher thinks it would be good for her...
maybe make his absence feel a little bit more normal.
- So do you think you're gonna do it? - I don't know.
- Maybe. - Good.
That's good work, Stacey.
Well, who's next?
Thanks for coming. It means a lot.
Well, honey, if it makes you feel any better, I'm all for it.
Enough that you'd come again?
We'll see.
Well, the thing is I sort of volunteered you for something.
- What? - To help with the new playground.
The kids deserve way better than that, don't you think?
Sure, but why me?
Well, they need someone who knows how to pour concrete.
The slide and swings need something called footings, I think.
Sweetheart, that's not really my department.
Sure it is, Pop. You built a carport when Matty was a kid.
I did?
Yeah, he told me about it a bunch of times.
He said when you were pricing it out...
you thought all the people who gave you quotes were crooks.
So you decided to do it yourself.
And you let Matty write his initials in the wet cement.
Pop, the way he talked about you, it was like you hung the moon.
I'm sorry. I can get you out of it. I thought...
No, it's fine. Just tell me when and where.
Come on. Jeez.
Thank you.
Chuck?
Chuck, it's Howard.
I'm not leaving, Chuck.
I don't want to wake up the neighbours, but I got all night.
Chuck?
That is a 35-year-old Macallan.
I'm not gonna tell you how much it cost...
but don't worry, it's coming out of my end.
The opinion came in.
Jimmy was suspended for 12 months.
This is a win, my friend.
I know, it doesn't feel like it.
But hear me out.
Jimmy's not gonna be a lawyer for one year.
And if he screws up, which we both know is likely...
his PPD terminates.
And that one year may turn into forever.
Chuck, you're at a crossroads.
You can keep looking backwards...
stay focused on your brother, what he's up to, or you can go forward.
And, Chuck, listen to me...
Jimmy's just not worth it.
Where would we be if...
say, Clarence Darrow had devoted the best years of his life...
to supervising his ne'er-do-well relatives?
Think of the cases he wouldn't have taken...
the injustices that would have gone unanswered.
What a waste.
I say...
put your energy into the future.
Anything else...
is a waste of your time and intellect.
What do you say?
To new beginnings.
You okay to drive?
Absolutely.
How are you feeling?
Oh, I'm fine. Thank you, Howard.
Lunch is served.
Swim, honey.
Get it before it's soggy.
- Francesca, it's go time. - Where should we start?
With the A's.
Hi, Mrs Adamson? It's Francesca at Jimmy McGill's office.
Are you available to talk with Jimmy? Okay, great.
Mrs Adamson.
Hello, dear. Do you have a moment?
I just wanted you to be the first to know...
that I'll be taking a brief sabbatical from the law.
Just one year.
One quick trip of the Earth around the sun and I'll be back.
I will.
- Next. - Hold for Jimmy.
I did? Oh, that's an honour.
And how did he pass?
Next. The details will all be in a letter you'll receive shortly.
Mostly legal boilerplate.
Now you give that nephew a hug for me.
Niece.
Next.
- Hold for Jimmy. - It's just a technical thing, really.
It's just a technical... An agreement. It's an agreement.
It's an agreement that I came to with the bar association.
You're gonna get a letter with all the details so...
Mr Levine, can you hear me? Hello?
Can you hear me still? Okay, you stop talking and I'll talk.
Okay. Next.
The letter will explain it, but the details are boring, legalistic mumbo jumbo.
I don't know where those sounds are coming from, sir.
You... You'll have to check. Well, then stay inside.
Details will be in a letter. That's right, but don't worry about it.
Next. Next. Next.
Yes, Mrs Pressman, I still have the document.
I'm including the calico.
I don't wanna get down into the weeds on this with you.
Just my headache, sir. I'm tired.
Listen to you. Where did you learn so much about lawyering?
Yes, just watch your mail for that letter from my office.
Okay. Bye bye.
- Next. - Last one. Mr Yalowitz.
Last one.
Mr Yalowitz. Hey, it's Jimmy McGill.
Listen, for your future lawyering needs, I am taking a hiatus of one year.
Will you please watch your mail for a letter from my office?
Yes, Jimmy from TV.
You watch it every day, huh?
Really?
Were you the pilot of the B-29?
Thirty-two missions? Holy...
Well, can I just say, sir...
you are one of the people who made the greatest generation so damn great.
I salute you.
All right. See you soon.
On TV, right.
Bye.
Francesca, get me KWBV.
Okay.
Get me the manager.
Then get me somebody who can pull a commercial, stat.
- You finished making your calls? - Yeah, that was a ton of fun.
But what gets me is this.
What is it?
It is my KWBV contract.
I almost let one of my ads run today.
- You can't do that. - I know.
But can you believe this? I've got nine airings left.
I'm out 4000 bucks.
I guess...
you have to find a local business and sell them your time.
- What else can you do? - Yeah.
This pile of garbage explicitly states I'm not allowed to resell.
You're a lawyer. See if you can you find a loophole.
I cannot look at another contract. I'm up to my eyeballs in Mesa Verde.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
So, what do you want to do about Francesca?
Do about her? What?
How much notice should we give her? Two weeks?
We're not doing her any favours by keeping her in the dark.
She should start looking.
So you want to fire Francesca?
I don't want to.
I don't need her for more than filing and getting coffee. I can do that myself.
We just hired her. I like her.
We need to talk about the overhead on this place.
No, Kim, no.
This office is set up for two legal practices...
and now there's only one. I don't need all this space. I only have one client.
- It's a huge client. - I looked into it...
and breaking the lease will cost less than 10 months' rent.
We didn't go through all this to give up everything after one day of suspension.
- One day. - It's not everything.
It's an office. Four walls and a door.
Why waste money on something we don't need?
As far as I'm concerned, nothing's changed, all right?
I'll hold up my end, you hold up yours. Fifty-fifty.
You'll keep paying for half a law office even though you're not practising law?
- Call it aspirational thinking. - Okay.
But how are you gonna pay for it?
The day I don't show up with my half...
that's the day we'll talk about closing this place.
That's fair, I guess.
You'll see.
Look at the two of you. I mean, you belong on TV.
You're naturals.
I know. You're thinking, It's too good to be true.
The TV's too expensive. We can't afford that.
Well, I'm telling you, you can.
And here's the beauty part.
For a reasonable price, we will shoot your commercial.
And then we'll throw in the airtime for the low, low price of free.
Hey, give me Jimmy.
That's right. That's me. You've seen my ad.
Well, what I did for me, my friends, I will do that for you.
Look, our all-inclusive premium package...
that's gonna be the best bang for your buck.
We'll shoot nine commercials for $4,900.
Okay?
And that includes the nine airings at 3:20 in the afternoon on channel KWBV.
That is a prime slot with a viewership...
of tens of thousands of potential customers.
- It does sound like a good deal. - It does.
- It's a lot of money. - Yeah.
That's perfectly understandable. It's a big financial commitment.
That's why we have our "Toe-in-the-Water" package.
That's one commercial, flat rate, 849.95.
Beauty part again, free airtime.
And when this thing runs, you're gonna get calls.
I can promise you that.
We'll think about it.
Excellent.
When do you think you might decide?
- Maybe next week. - Yeah.
Gee, I'm sorry for any confusion.
But I was talk...
I was talking about a much shorter window...
for the thinking part.
How short?
We would have you on the air by 3:20 this afternoon.
Today? You're gonna shoot a commercial in the next two and a half hours?
Oh, no. I mean, there's a whole post process.
There's editing, and mixing, colouring, layback.
It's a whole megillah. You don't want to know.
But we would need to be shooting in the next 15 minutes.
No, there's Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.
I thought they made, like, a Moses musical.
- They did. - They did.
Which one's that? Let my people go?
Well, yeah. It was kind of...
Everybody get in the car.
- Is everything okay? - No.
I air in two hours and 20 minutes, and I have no client.
That's another 400 bucks down the drain.
How do I find somebody who needs a commercial and can afford one?
Maybe you could make a commercial.
Have you not been listening? That's what I've been trying...
Right.
Let's go. Chop chop.
All right...
Plant it right here.
I want you to get those dishes behind me.
Hi, this is Jimmy McGill. For a limited time. No.
Jimmy McGill here to talk about the wonders of broadcast. No.
Jimmy McGill's the name. Advertising is...
Camera ready.
Hi, I'm Jimmy McGill with an amazing opportunity for small business owners...
Shit. No. I can't do this.
- Sure, you can. - No.
We're totally off-brand here.
I'm Jimmy McGill, a lawyer you can trust.
I can't suddenly turn into commercial guy.
Hold on.
Repeat after me. For a limited time, we'll shoot your commercial today...
and have it on the air tomorrow.
For a limited time, we'll shoot your commercial today...
and have it on air tomorrow.
I thought you were president of the Drama Club or something?
I'm treasurer.
You, go.
Say the words.
For a limited time only we...
Cut. Maybe next time.
We gonna do this or not? Because either way I'm getting my 100 bucks.
Quick, crack open your magic bag. We'll have to Karloff this thing.
All the same weight?
Within a quarter gram.
You have a scale?
Take your pick.
You forgot how to count?
You get five.
Don Hector gets six.
He's expecting six.
And that's what I'm gonna bring.
He's trying to take six. We only owe him five.
He's pushing it.
- Give it to him. - You sure?
Give it to him.
Well?
It could work.
Okay then.
- Doctor's exchange. - May I speak with Dr Lara Cruz, please?
- Can you hold a moment? - Yes, I'll hold.
- Thank you for your patience. - Doctor?
- Is this an emergency? - I need to speak with her.
- Who's calling? - Yeah, Charles McGill.
I'm a patient, former patient.
I need to see Dr Cruz as soon as possible.
- I'll page her. Please hold. - Thank you.
So?
I took the five, then one more.
What'd he say? Did he piss himself?
No, he wasn't there, it was just his guys.
So, what happened?
They called him, and while we were waiting to see what he'd say...
one of the guys put a gun to my head.
They put a gun to your head?
It was no big deal.
Lionel.
Go outside. See what he found out.
Yeah.
So your father...
his shop...
where does he get his upholstery?
From the distributor.
And where is the distributor?
- Jalisco. - Jalisco.
I want a new way to get my stuff over the border.
A legitimate business.
Right, but the chicken man...
Temporary. I want a new front, my own.
Don Hector, my father is a simple man.
He is not in the business.
- You will teach him. - Don Hector, please...
Don't worry. I'll take good care of papi. He'll make money.
A lot more than with his little sewing machine.
Lionel talked to our guy in Los Lunas. Looks like Tuco knifed a guy.
He broke a guard's jaw. They've got him in solitary.
What? All he had to do was six months.
He'll be in there forever.
Boss.
You talk to your father.
I promise, as soon as you see the first one...
you're gonna want the whole package.
Take about an hour.
So I'll bring the whole team down there. We'll be there 12:30 sharp.
I'm gonna turn you into a star.
Absolutely, you'll be on the air by tomorrow afternoon.
I know. It is amazing.
Okay, and don't wear stripes because you'll moire.
It's a filmmaking term. Just don't wear stripes.
Okay. See you then.
- You want a beer? - Yes. Thanks.
So sleeping in your own bed tonight. Things must be looking up.
I needed clean clothes.
What was all that?
- Well, I'm unloading that ad time. - But I thought you couldn't sell it.
Well, that's the thing. I'm not.
They pay me to make a commercial. I throw in the airtime for free.
- Smart. - Yeah.
I spent most of the day going door to door pitching. No dice.
Then it came to me. I'm selling advertising. Why not advertise?
And it worked. I mean, TV commercials get calls.
What commercial did you run? Not... Not Gimme Jimmy?
No, I... I made a new one.
When?
Today.
Right here.
So you made a commercial for commercials today?
Yeah, I'm starting to think I might break even here.
Okay. Let's see it.
I don't know.
It's not my best work. It's very last minute.
Well, you're getting calls. It can't be that bad.
Yeah.
What, now you're getting shy?
Come on.
Okay, but keep in mind...
Yeah, yeah, it's not your best work. I got it.
What's that I see? Albuquerque's next TV star?
It's you, small business owner.
Struggling to make it in today's fast-paced economy?
Thought television advertising was too expensive for you?
Well, you better think again. You can't afford not to be on TV.
Look at you, you're a triple threat.
Great services, great products, and most of all...
that face. You're a star.
Wrap it all up in your natural charisma and bam, you belong on TV.
Better watch out for autograph hounds and paparazzi.
And it gets better. I can have you on the air tomorrow.
You heard me right. Tomorrow.
Better get ready to be famous, Albuquerque.
I can make you a TV star for a price you can afford.
Call me, Saul Goodman.
The world needs to know about you and your business.
Call me now.
The guy at the station said he's never seen so many star wipes in a row.
It's never been done.
Saul Goodman?
Yeah, it's like, it's all good, man.
- That guy has a lot of energy. - Yeah.
It's just a name.