Better Call Saul (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Rebecca - full transcript

(ELECTRICITY HUMMING)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Wonderful.

Are the leeks too overpowering?

Not at all.

That's as good as
the one we had in Florence.

Don't humor me.

I'm not.

How was rehearsal?

Did what's-her-name
behave herself?



She takes the whole
section for granted.

I'm debating
whether to say something.

I think you should, absolutely.

Don't keep it inside.

Ready for the chiffonade?

Yeah, thanks.

And after all,
if she's compromising
the work...

Well, it's debatable.
I mean, the Schubert
is coming along nicely.

It's more about morale.

Morale can affect quality.

God knows
the hoops that
Howard jumps through

just to keep the troops humming.

Well, true.

You deserve a medal for this.



Please. It's no big deal.

Your soy ginger marinade?

Well, I found a citrus
one that looked good,

so I thought I would try that.

Well, anyway, you are a trouper.

And I apologize in advance.

Let's just say
he's something of
an acquired taste.

Oh, how bad can he be?

Just in case,
let's have a high sign.

(TIMER BEEPING)

How about the old
Carol Burnett thing?

Oh, where she pulls her earlobe?

Yeah, exactly.

You do this,

and I'll say I
have briefs to read,
and we'll get rid of him.

All right,
whatever you want.
(TIMER BEEPS)

You know why she did that?
Carol Burnett?
Hmm?

It's a great story.
It was a signal to
her grandmother,

who had raised her,
and...
(DOORBELL RINGS)

Seriously? He's early.

You're a doll. Hmm.

(TIMER BEEPING)

Holy shit, look at this place!

Hey, Jimmy. Thanks for coming.

Bring it on in here. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, yeah.

Hey, little taste
of home for you.
(CHUCKLES)

Had to look all over town
to find a place that had it.
(LAUGHS)

Didn't have time to wrap it.

Well, thanks.

You're good.

Yeah. (SIGHS)

I'm lookin' for a place.
REBECCA: Mmm-hmm.

I've been staying at the Ramada.

Thanks for the help,
by the way,
I found a few that I like.

This one place,
the Beachcomber, has a pool.

And since the McGill
clan is whiter than
a pack of albino rats,

I figure I'd better
start working on my tan.
(CHUCKLES)

So, seriously
considering that option.

I strongly suggest sunscreen.

We're up about 5,000
feet here, you'll fry.

Excellent point. Sunscreen.

Check.

(SIGHS)

So, a violinist?

Mmm.

And, according to Chuck,
a crazy-talented one at that.

Mmm.

I mean, wow.

Well, Chuck is very gracious.

She's being modest.

Rebecca is widely respected
amongst her peers.
Hmm.

Yo-Yo Ma came to our wedding.

That's... Right on, man.

(CHUCKLES)

About the wedding, um,
I've been meaning to
apologize about that.

I'm truly sorry I wasn't...

No worries.

Please.

(CLEARS THROAT)

So, tell us about your first

week at Hamlin Hamlin & McGill.

It was great!

I mean, they got me
working in the mailroom,

which, you gotta
start somewhere.
(CHUCKLES)

I learned how to
use the Xerox machine,

which is
surprisingly complicated.

I mean, press a button,
piece of paper spits out?
Not anymore.

Hmm.
Thing's practically
a computer.

It's like
a goddamn space shuttle.

It's got like,
double-sided printing,

automatic stapling,
you know? Hmm.

Met some nice folks.
Guys and gals.

Well, gal, singular, actually.

(SIGHS) Learned
everyone's name and
I licked a ton of stamps.

My tongue is
like hamburger meat.
I mean, seriously.

Unh...

Yeah?

I got...
The thing is raw as hell.

Then I found out
there's a sponge for that.
Oops, rookie mistake.

CHUCK: Well, sounds
like you had a very
productive week.

Yeah! It was really great.

Hey, guys, um,

I wanna thank you
for having me over.

This is, like,
the best meal
I've had in a decade.

(CHUCKLES)

I mean, the fish is
perfection. And the...

Risotto.

Risotto.

(SMOOCHES)

Thank you. That was very kind.

Well, you're
a wonderful chef,
you know?

Aside from being
super-talented with the...
Yeah.

You got a good one, Chuck.
I mean, lucky, lucky man.
(CHUCKLES)

Well, cheers to that.

Oh.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(COUGHS) Pardon me.

All right.

(BOTTLE THUMPS LIGHTLY)

What's the difference
between a vacuum cleaner

and a lawyer on a motorcycle?

The vacuum cleaner
has the dirt
bag on the inside!

(BOTH LAUGH)

Aha, lawyer jokes.

I've only been in
the mailroom a week,
and I've heard maybe 100.

Yeah.
It all comes from
a place of affection.

Sure, of course.

What do you get
when you cross The Godfather
with a lawyer?

An offer you can't understand.

Very clever.
Never heard that one.

And believe me,
I have nothing but the utmost
respect for your profession.

I mean, it's a pillar of...

Oh, why do they bury lawyers
under 20 feet of dirt?

Because deep down,
they're really good people.

(LAUGHS) (CHUCKLES)

What do you call
a lawyer with an IQ of 60?

Your Honor! (CHUCKLES)

What's the difference
between a tick and a lawyer?

REBECCA: Oh, no.

The tick falls off
when you're dead!

Bam! Love that one.
(REBECCA LAUGHS)

You like that? (CHUCKLES)

Just joking.
I want you to know
how seriously I take my job.

I'm grateful for the... Oh.

How many lawyers does it take
to change a light bulb?

Classic set-up here.

Three.
One to climb the ladder,
one to shake it,

and one to sue
the ladder company!

(BOTH LAUGH)

Comedy gold.

I'm here all night!

More! Go, go. (LAUGHS)

Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

Dessert, anyone?

We have a homemade
blueberry crumble
with vanilla ice cream.

Yeah. Blueberry crumble,
sounds terrific.

I love a fruit-based...
Blueberry...

Wait, I think I know one!

Oh, bring it on! Yeah, yeah.

Um, what do lawyers
and sperm have in common?

Oh, that's a... Um.

Three million...

No, wait, um,
one-in-three-million...

BOTH: Have a chance of
becoming a human being.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Love that one!

(CHUCKLES)

Well, that went well,
don't you think?

Sure.

Thanks again.

I don't know what
you were worried about.
Jimmy's great.

Yeah. No, he's...

Yeah.

So, what's going on
tomorrow?
(INHALES DEEPLY)

Well, I've got
the Gernstetter
deposition at 10:00,

back-to-back partner
meetings after lunch.
It shouldn't be a late one.

Thought any more
about what's-her-name?

It's your reputation,
too, you know?
(SIGHS)

Well, we start
the Tchaikovsky on Monday,

so, I'll see what
kind of mood she's in
when we wrap.

Smart.

What do you call
25 attorneys buried up to
their chins in cement?

Not enough cement.

What?

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Oh, oh, oh.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah. Mmm.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(PRINTER WHIRRING)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(DIALLING)

(RINGING)

KIM: Hello, you've reached
the voicemail of Kim Wexler.

Please leave me a message,
and I'll get back to
you as soon as I can.

(BEEP) It's me again.

I think I found
something that could help
get you out of there.

I'm gonna make things right.

Call me, would you?

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(WHIRRING CONTINUES)

(PRINTER BEEPS)

(SIGHS)

ERIN: Hi. Whoa!

Sorry, I didn't mean
to sneak up on you.

(SIGHS) I just thought
everyone was gone.

Nope. I'm here late most nights.

Ah.

By the way,
I noticed in your office,

you threw away a soda can.

You're going through my trash?

No! (CHUCKLES)

I was just dropping off
papers at lunchtime

and I happened to notice
it in your trash can.

I fished it out, so, it's fine.

Office cans are
for recyclable paper.

There's a separate,
big can in the kitchen

for plastic, glass and aluminum.

We take our
ecological footprint
pretty seriously here.

Okay, so, the big can

is where I should throw my
empty scotch bottles?

(CHUCKLES) No, I get it.

"Go green."

Good. Was there anything else?

Yeah, one quick thing.

I have the brief you
gave Cliff this morning.

The plaintiff's opposition
to the defendant's motion?

I have a few notes.

I think they're pretty clear,

but it's probably
easier if we just go
over them together.

Jesus. Those are Cliff's?

No, they're my notes.

I'd love to go over them now,
if you have a minute.

It looks worse than it is,
it's just that we have
a particular house style.

Okay, no offense,
but you're a second-year
associate, right?

Yep.

And I came in as a fourth-year.

That's right.

So, why is a second-year
giving notes to a fourth-year?

Well, like I said,
I know the house style.

Does Cliff have
you babysitting me?

No! This is just
one associate
helping another.

Like here,
the Roman numeral headings?

We use all-caps for those.

And you indented them,
which is perfectly fine,

but Cliff likes them cantered.

And before I forget,

we put two spaces
after a period on
all our documents.

I know it seems
like a minor thing,

but it really looks so much
cleaner on the page.

You went a tad overboard
with the quotations.

It's okay to present
a quote from a controlling
legal opinion,

but when you use too many,

it disrupts the flow
of your argument

and it gives the impression
you don't know

how to write
an argument of your own.

(CHUCKLING)
And I'm sure you do, so...

You have a tendency
to overuse the words
"clearly" and "obviously."

Again, it's a matter
of personal opinion...

I really appreciate this,
Erin, but I was just
on my way out.

So, if we could continue this
first thing tomorrow morning.

Well, I was thinking
we should just
get 'er done now.

No time like the present!

Sure. Let's roll up our sleeves

and apply a little elbow grease.

Great!

So, I'm gonna get
my favorite pen,

and I will see you momentarily.

You got it.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(KEYS JINGLING)

(HIP-HOP SONG PLAYING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Uh, miss Wexler?

You can call me "Kim".

Kim, it's 20 to midnight.

Are you asking me
if you can leave?

Guys, I'm not your supervisor.
Don't stick around
on my account.

You coming, Kim?

Right behind you.
Just finishing
up this last one.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(WATER POURS)

(BOX LID THUMPS)

(SIGHS)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(THUMPING ON GLASS)

(KEYS JINGLE)

Hey, again. Thanks.

KIM: Hey, Gesualdo,
could you skip
vacuuming tonight, please?

Hey. Five minutes.
Just give me five minutes.

Here's how we're gonna handle
this travesty of justice.

Wexler v.
Hamlin Hamlin & McGill?

You want me to sue my own firm?

Filing's all typed up,
it's ready to go.

This is not my area of
expertise, all right?

So, first order of business,
we get a great
employment law attorney,

show 'em we mean business.

(SIGHS)

Come on. Hey, look at you!
(INHALES DEEPLY)

Okay, you're here.

At midnight,
in this glorified cell block,
busting your ass, for what?

It has nothing to do
with your performance.
You're being mistreated.

Chuck is punishing
you to get to me.

This is extortion,
pure and simple.

No, that's Howard,
who has an image to uphold.

He did the same
thing after the
Kettleman fiasco,

and Chuck was nowhere in sight.

I'm telling you,
Chuck is behind this.

No, you are behind this.

I told you this would happen,
and now I'm paying the price.

I should've known better.

So, now,
I'm keeping my head down
and I'm getting through this.

And I'm most
certainly not suing HHM.

Kim...

Even if I won,
who would hire me?

That would be career suicide.

All right.
Then I quit Davis & Main.

What does that accomplish?

(SIGHS) It's the only way to
get you out of dutch.

Because this is about Chuck,
whether you wanna
believe it or not.

I give him what he wants,
he lets up on you.

Wow.
My knight in shining armor.
That is some sacrifice.

Quitting a job
that you've been trying

to tank since day one.

That's not true.

I dig myself out of this hole.

You do your job, Jimmy.

Prove you can go one week.
(CHUCKLES) Hell, one day

without breaking the rules
of the New Mexico
Bar Association,

or pissing off your boss.

And don't insult my intelligence

by saying you are
doing any of this for me.

You don't save me.

I save me.

Just please go.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hey. Is Erin in yet?

(SIGHS)

Goddamn pixie ninja.

I owe you a big apology.

I have a medical condition.
GERD.

Gastroesophageal reflux disease.

I know, it's a mouthful, right?

It affects the lower
oesophageal sphincter.

I took a risk
yesterday at lunch
with some onion rings,

and last night...
Are we doing this, or not?

You bet.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

KIM: Hey, Jerry,
it's Kim Wexler.

How's things with
the alumni group?

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Top 50? (LAUGHS) Go UNM Law!

Hey, wondering
if you've heard that
Santa Fe Place is looking

for new outside counsel?

They should
really be considering
Hamlin Hamlin & McGill. We...

Huh. Must've just been a rumor.

Yeah, let's grab a drink soon.

You, too. Okay, bye.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Hey, uh, I remember
you mentioned your

brother worked in
Intel's legal department?

I'm an attorney at
Hamlin Hamlin & McGill,

would you happen
to know if Intel

is happy with their
legal representation?

(CHUCKLES)

That's flattering,
but I'm seeing
someone at the moment.

So, you know what?
Just call the main number
and they'll find me.

(PAPER RUSTLING)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Yeah, no,
we had drinks a few days ago,

and she said you
had a friend who...

So, they already settled.

I heard you ended
up at Harvard Law.

Yeah. Yeah, she was my roommate.

Listen, uh, I'm an attorney
at Hamlin Hamlin & McGill.

We're actually known for teaming

with other firms
on large contracts.

Schweikart?
Sure. Yeah, I know them well.
It's a great firm.

We met at that
ABA mixer last year?

Yep, bourbon shots. That was me.

(CHUCKLES) Well,
congrats on landing
the Honeywell contract.

Huge amount of work.

You, too.

How was your lunch? Good.

What'd you have?
Uh, turkey wrap.

MIKE: How's the place?

STACEY: It's great. It's safe,
quiet, they allow dogs.

We can't ask for more than that.

I can't get
Kaylee out of the pool.

By the end of the day,
she's a prune.

MIKE: (CHUCKLES)
I'm glad she's enjoying it.

Hey, I better get her
dinner started soon.

Go to the restaurant.

No, it's too expensive.
I have groceries in the room.

Don't worry about that.
Take her out.

Thanks, Mike.

She misses you.

You think you
might come by later?

No, not yet.
I don't want her to
see me looking like this.

How bad was it?

Well, I can tell you,
the next car I get's
gonna have airbags.

Well, whenever you
feel you're ready.

It's okay.
It looks worse than it is.

You give Kaylee a kiss for me.

I will.

All right. Bye, darling.

Whoa, whoa, hold up.
What the hell happened to you?

I get it. The first
rule of Fight Club, right?

Let me introduce you.
This is my babysitter, Erin.

Erin, this is my Grandpa, Mike.

Nice to meet you.

(JIMMY HUMS THEME TO ROCKY)

JIMMY: Thanks, Tim.

TIM: Good seeing you, Jimmy.

Listen, this clerk
and I go way back.
We're like this.

But she needs
a little finessing,
so can I handle it?

Yeah, sure.

Surprise!
Bet you never thought
you'd see me again.

Mmm-hmm.

I need a summary
judgment hearing

with Michaelis for
Bray v. O'Connell,

and I'm hoping for
Thursday at 10:00,
before he...

(GULPS)

Don't have it.

Thursday at noon, perhaps?

Nope.

Thursday at 2:00.
Now that's my final...

(INHALES SHARPLY)

You're pretty.
Will you be my new mommy?

What are you doing?

What?

That's a bribe!

It's a gift.

That's how it works here.
You grease the
wheels of justice.

Give me...
That's not how it works.

You submit the paperwork
and you get a date. Period.

What don't you
understand about finessing?

I apologize for my colleague.
She's new.

Is there any possible way
we can still get Thursday?

I'll give you 2:30 Thursday.

The 14th.

That's next month.

We'll take it.

So, does this go on my
official Stasi report?

I'm not trying to
get you in trouble.

I'm trying to
keep you out of it.

I'm gonna hit the men's room.

The men's room.

(TOILET FLUSHES)

(TOILET FLUSHES)

(WATER RUNNING)

Hey, how you doing, Bill?

How am I doing? How are you?

You know, hanging in.

Yeah. Word on the street
is you're over at
Davis & Main now.

Lucky son of a bitch.

Oh, you know,
dancing with the devil.

So, how are things
at the District...

Davis & Main!
Man, that must be sweet.

They give you a car?
Bet they gave you a car.

Yeah. They gave me car.

What kind?

It's a...

No! Don't tell me!
I don't want to know.

(CHUCKLES)

I bet it's German. Is it German?

Yeah, it's German.
The cup holder's...

You got a sick office?
I bet you got a sick office.

Pretty sick,
it's got
a little fireplace.

Fireplace! I'd kill my
mother for a fireplace.

Hell, I'd kill her for a window.

You have an assistant, right?

Don't tell me. Is she hot?
She's hot, right?

She is a bright
young man named Omar.

Omar.

Hey, you've got
a little something on your...

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

It's vomit. Again.

The worst part?
Could've come from
two different defendants.

Scumbags. They're all scumbags.

Oh, my God, where you living?
They put you up?

It's a corporate apartment.
It's just...

Ah, no! Don't tell me.

(CHUCKLES) Christ.

Ah, damn it, I gotta run.

I'm putting away
some brain-dead suckwad,
who tried to rob a library.

Good seeing you, Bill.

Have a great day.

Yeah. Yeah.

(DOOR CREAKS) Lucky bastard.

Hello. Hi. This is Kim Wexler.

I did leave a message.
And I was just...

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Hi. This is Kim Wexler.
I was looking for
Jennifer Johnson.

No, not his secretary,
I'm an attorney.

Yes I did.
I got your number from Chris.
Sure, I will let them know.

Okay. Nope.
Got it. Totally understand.

This is Kim Wexler from
Hamlin Hamlin & McGill.

(CLEARS THROAT)
Actually... Hi. Can I just...

Would you tell him
I'll call him right back?

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Okay. Just let me know
when it's a good time.

Got it.

Okay. Thanks for your time.

Hi, Claudia? Kim Wexler.

I'll let him know.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

This is Kim Wexler.
I was looking
for Jillian Coagen.

I met you last
year at the ABA mixer.

For your advice.
Let me get you some.

All right.
Just give me a call. Great.

Kim Wexler.
I did call yesterday.

Okay. I totally get it.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Kim Wexler.
Hey. How are you, Paige?

You did?

That's so nice to hear.
(CHUCKLES)

I thought we hit
it off, as well.

Really?

I... I couldn't be
more thrilled.

I mean, the firm and I.
(CHUCKLES)

Absolutely.
I'll tell him right now.

I'm sure we can get something
on the books tomorrow.

Day after, at the latest.

Thank you, Paige. Me, too.

Okay, bye. (CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Yes!

(CHUCKLES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

There she is. Hi. KIM: Hi.

Paige, so good to see you!

You, too.

Kim, this is Kevin Wachtell,
our CEO.

Kim Wexler.
Great to meet you, Kevin.

And you.

Paige, Kevin,
this is Howard Hamlin,
our senior partner.

Pleasure. Likewise.

We're thrilled to
have you folks here.

Kevin, true story.
When I was seven years old,

my very first bank account
was at Mesa Verde,
if you can believe it.

I can. Mine was,
too, back when my
dad ran the place!

Wow. I can remember the cover of

my first passbook.
It was a silhouette of a...

Cowboy.

A cowboy on horseback. Yes.

Standing next to a cactus.

I loved that cowboy.

Far as I was concerned,
I was saving up
for that horse.

What the heck else
is money good for
when you're seven years old?

(LAUGHTER)

So, we have
a little presentation

for you in our conference room.

Along with some snacks
and a soy mocha latte
with your name on it.

Oh. This one? She's a keeper.

Shall we? KEVIN: Let's do it.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

HOWARD: Well, I think
that couldn't have gone
any better.

Pleasure to meet you.
Fantastic. I'll see you soon.

Thanks for setting this up.
I'll talk to you soon.

HOWARD: Lovely to meet you,
Paige.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Congratulations.

Right back at you.

I'll circle back with Paige,
get the ball rolling,

start talking strategy,
you know.

Maybe put together
a list of staff associates
we can put on this.

I'll put Francis on that.

You've got
enough on your plate
in doc review.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Coming.

Huh.

Hey!
HOWARD: Catch you
at a bad time?

Not at all. Come in.

(GLASS CLINKING)

I hear clinking.

Does that mean
we have something
to celebrate?

We sure do.

What are we drinking to?

Got a juicy one for you.

Mesa Verde!

On retainer.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, even better.

Congratulations.
One of your golf
course conquests?

Kim Wexler brought them in.

Fourth-year associate
snags a quarter of
a million in billings?

She's probably having
a couple drinks herself.

She's out of the doghouse,
I assume?

We'll see.

Huh.

Hmm.

Interstate expansion.
Complex case.

That's two,
maybe, three regulatory

commissions we'll
be dealing with.

Months of work for HHM.
Maybe years.

(BEEPING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

(CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

Good morning, Rudolpho.
Good morning, Mr. McGill.

(SWITCH CLICKS)

Oh, sorry!

I didn't know anyone was here.

Just dropping off
some Sandpiper stuff.

You're in early.

More like late.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Well, regardless of the hour,
good to see you here.

Yeah, I'm trying something new,

um, coming in,
working until 9:00.

It's easier
before the place opens,
without all the lights,

and the phones ringing.

(CHUCKLES)

How about some coffee?

No, thank you.

Would you mind making me some?

I apologize, it's just,
I can't do it myself,

what with the electricity.

Sure.

No sugar.
Just a splash of soy milk.
I think we have it.

Kim?

Um, make two cups.

(SNIFFLES)

Well, I guess it's
true what they say.

The early bird gets the worm.

Which is good,
if you like worms.

(BOTH CHUCKLES)

Hmm.

(SNIFFLES)

May I ask you a question?

Of course.

Do I have a future at this firm?

We have a lot in common,
you and I.

(CUP THUMPS LIGHTLY)

My brother left
you holding the bag.

If it makes
you feel any better,
you're not the first person

to go out on a limb for him.

I made the same mistake
over and over again.

And now Howard has.

And he blames you.

It's a damned mess.

Did Jimmy ever
tell you anything
about our father?

Not much, no.

My dad. Our dad...

He was,

well,
the personification of good.

I'm not sure he
could even see sin,
in any form.

He was born without the gene.

He ran a little
corner store in Cicero,

cigarettes behind
the counter, penny candy.

Nothing special,
but it kept food
on the table.

And the neighborhood loved Dad.

He knew everybody's name,
what was going
on in their lives.

This little corner.

He made it better.

I was named after him.

Before that,
he had worked for a lot of
people over the years,

and his dream was
to be his own boss.

He put everything he
had into that place.

I was away at college
when he put Jimmy
to work there.

Jimmy grew up in that store,
watching our father.

But Dad was not
the world's greatest
businessman,

and eventually,
he ran into money troubles.

I had a clerkship at the time,

but I came home to help him
get his books in order,
set the ship straight.

Now, I'm no accountant,

but I discovered

$14,000 was just gone.

Vanished over the years.

Turns out,
Jimmy had pilfered
it in drips and drabs.

Just took it out of the till.

My dad wouldn't hear it.

Nope. Not his Jimmy.

He ended up having to sell.

Six months later, he was dead.

At the funeral,
no one cried
harder than Jimmy.

My brother is not a bad person.

He has a good heart.

It's just,

he can't help himself.

And everyone is left
picking up the pieces.

Is there any coffee left?
No. I got it.

I'll talk to Howard.
Pour a little oil
on troubled waters.

You're being wasted
down in doc review.

Good job with Mesa Verde.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(BELL DINGS)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

Mind if I join you?

Hi. What can I get you?

Coffee. Black.

Coming right up.

(SIGHS) Mmm.

He really did a number on you.

I'm sorry. I know you?

The young man who
did that to you,
he's my nephew.

Hothead. Always has been.
Kid thinks he's a boxer.

He should have
shown you respect.

I apologize to you

on behalf of my family.

Apology accepted.

And you know what?
He should go to jail.

Best thing for him.
Teach him respect
for his elders.

But not for eight years.

Less. Much less.

You see what I'm getting at?

Not really.

The gun charge, that's eight
years he's going away,
maybe 10.

Aggravated assault,
the gun, plus,
he got your wallet.

That's right.

I would like for
you to tell the police
that the gun was yours.

Would you?

You're both a little
hot under the collar

about whether you
bumped his car or not.

But there was a scuffle
and he got your gun.

My gun?

Your gun from your pocket.

He got it, and that's
how his prints got on it.

Then I would be
subject to the gun charge.

You're an ex-cop.

They'll go easy on you.

So, you're a psychic.

I'll even twist Tuco's ear,
make him apologize.

And he serves for battery.

Nothing else.

I'm looking for
the best possible outcome
for everybody.

And for your trouble,

you take home $5,000.

(CUP THUMPS LIGHTLY)

Think about it.

(CUP THUMPS LIGHTLY)