Grabby-Hands still there? Did Jesse really squash that dude's head with an ATM machine? You didn't hear that from me.
I front each of you an ounce.
Badger, what is this? - A big opportunity.
You selling? I don't know what you're talking about.
I'm just saying, you know, if you were selling, I could maybe do with a teenth.
You're kidding, right? Dude, I so smell bacon.
What? What are you talking about? Gee, I don't know.
How about over there.
That brown van.
That's yours, right? - What brown van? Parked all inconspicuous.
It's a cop van.
Another one right over there.
"Duke City Flowers"? Come on! Can't you at least be original? Dude, I just want to get high.
A flower van.
You know what you should do is a garbage truck.
And I don't mean to disrespect.
But if you put a bunch of cops in the back of a garbage truck, there's no way I'm seriously thinking that there's cops in the back of a garbage truck.
It's a freebie, yo.
Just think about it.
Think about it, boys! All right.
I'm hitting it.
You dudes give up that easy? I'm not a cop.
Then lift your shirt.
Show me you're not wearing a wire.
All right, you know what? Just to show you you're being an asshole.
I'm blinded by white.
I was joking.
Don't walk away angry.
I mean, what are you complaing about? You got abs, man.
I'm not even sure I want to buy anymore.
I think you turned me off to the whole thing.
Don't be like that.
I just need you to prove it, you know? Prove you're not a cop.
How the hell am I supposed to do that? I don't know.
I got it.
Go over there and punch that dude right in the face.
Which dude? That dude? No way.
He'd kick my ass.
This is so hard, you know? I know.
If you ask a cop if he's a cop, he's, like, obligated to tell you.
It's in the Constitution.
Constitution of America? So go ahead and ask.
Are you a cop? Not like that.
Ask it, like, official.
Are you a police officer? I am not a police officer.
The price is the price, yo.
There you go.
Albuquerque Police! You're under arrest! Get on the ground! Get on your stomach now! On your stomach, get on the ground! Hold it, don't move! Stay down! I had a good job until my boss accused me of stealing.
I'd better call Saul! I was out partying, minding my own business You are under arrest.
I'd better call Saul! Hi.
I'm Saul Goodman.
Did you know that you have rights? The Constitution says you do.
And so do I.
I believe that until proven guilty, every man, woman, and child in this country is innocent.
And that's why I fight for you, Albuquerque! Better call Saul.
Saul Goodman, attorney at law.
I really need to get some furniture.
I suggest you start with a bed.
God, I wish we could smoke in here.
Well, you can't.
I'm just saying.
Don't think I can't smell that weed.
You better seriously hope that airs out.
My dad will keep your security deposit.
He has a nose like a damn bloodhound.
Has he ever caught you? Many times.
Since I already lost my deposit and all, maybe we should light up.
You sure? Well, is it cool if I burn one? Maybe you'll change your mind.
Do what you want to do, I guess.
What'd I say? - Nothing.
I just have to go is all.
What's this? My 18-month chip.
I'm in recovery.
And you know, pot is, like, stepping stones.
Recovery? That's cool.
I respect that.
You know, I don't really burn much anymore.
It's just a sometime thing.
But no more, like, in the house.
So, you want to go grab some dinner? I could really go for some Chinese.
I better hit it.
We cool? Your satellite's on, by the way.
That screen's bad-ass.
I just think it's asking a lot.
He knows it.
He's done nothing but apologize.
Is this going to be every weekend now? It's just the end of the quarter.
You remember how that was.
But I am earning double time.
There's a bright side.
So, when the laziest boy in the world wakes up, tell him he better wash those sneakers.
And I said "Bye.
" And tell him to let them air dry this time.
I don't want them banging the hell out of my dryer.
What? What, you don't even get casual Saturday? You look nice is all.
Everybody's gonna be there.
Maybe we'll order a pizza tonight? Hi.
You've reached Walt, Skyler, and Walter Junior.
Please leave a message, and we'll get back to you.
Skyler? Are you there? I just don't know what to do.
I need to talk to you.
What's up? Yesterday I got home and found him.
He didn't even tell me he was coming.
A man was killed? - A federale, right in front of him.
Three agents wounded, one lost his leg.
It's like what you hear about in Iraq or something.
I had to hear about it from Steve Gomez.
Hank talked to his ASAC for about an hour.
Hank should win an Oscar.
He's so damn breezy with the man.
He hangs up the phone, goes right back to bed.
And all he keeps saying is, "I'm fine.
Leave me alone.
" Baby, not now.
It's me, Hank.
What's up? I just Do you mind if I So How you doing? You know.
Montezuma's Revenge, big time.
I mean, everything's going through me like crap through a tin horn.
Better not get too close.
I'll take my chances.
I guess you heard about what happened down in Ju�rez? Terrible.
What do you expect? Freakin' animals.
Like Apocalypse Now down there.
It's like Colonel Kurtz holed up in his jungle.
And my SAC in El Paso sends me home.
Now, that's a sound leadership decision right there, huh? You don't put your second most senior man on the trail of those motherless bastards, you send him home.
I was, you know, "He's out getting an evidence bag, "and so ends up without a scratch on him.
"So must be something wrong with that picture.
" So are you home for good? Playing it by ear.
"To be determined.
" Think you might want to talk it through with somebody? What? A shrink? I can't.
Start going down that road, kiss your career goodbye.
Or me, if you like.
You know, I don't know how to say this.
You know, the things I deal with, you and me don't have much of a what you might call an experiential overlap.
What if I told you we do? I have spent my whole life scared.
Frightened of things that could happen, might happen, might not happen.
Finding myself awake at 3 in the morning.
But you know what? Ever since my diagnosis I sleep just fine.
And I came to realize it's that fear that's the worst of it.
That's the real enemy.
So get up.
Get out in the real world.
And you kick that b*st*rd as hard as you can right in the teeth.
Do it again.
Same as last time.
It's totally accurate.
You and I, we are gonna feed this machine.
I want it running 24 hours a day.
Not yours, I take it.
We got 10, Who's short? Don't freak.
We didn't get ripped off.
Badger hasn't kicked in his full amount.
I know he's planning on pulling an all-nighter, - so he's probably still in the sack.
Then wake him up.
He can sleep after we're paid.
Why you gotta be such a hard on? You're not his pal.
You're his boss.
This only works when they're scared of you.
It's going straight to voicemail.
Voicemail? Just chill, okay? Count your money.
Combo, you seen Badger? Don't you cover for him! I ask you a straight-up question, I expect a straight-up answer! Well? They were too scared to tell me.
Badger got busted.
He's in jail.
Honey, I'm home! Too slow! What's up? You've got more lives than a damn cat.
Now if I can only learn to lick myself.
What's up, guys? Good to see you.
All right! Let's all go back to work, for Christ's sake! In my office, man.
Let's see what you bozos have been up to lately.
You okay? Hanging in? What's it look like? What's this from APD? I been checking with them to see if they come across that blue meth of yours.
Sure enough, last night.
Got themselves an honest-to-God dealer.
I was thinking of cruising over and saying hello.
Maybe you'd like to go with me.
Well, all right.
You told me to my face you weren't a cop, man.
I feel manipulated.
I thought we were gonna hang out.
We are hanging out, Badger.
You like Badger or Brandon? I like people who don't, like, abuse the Constitution.
I'm trying to help you here, man.
If you just tell me who your supplier is, I think this can end very well for you.
What are you doing talking to my client without me present? You Sneaky Pete! Which is which? What, did the Academy hire you right out of the womb? You guys get younger every What'd you say to Baby-Face? Did you say anything stupid? By anything stupid, I mean anything at all.
Look at you.
Mouth open, vocal chords a-twitter.
We'll talk about it later.
Right now, you out.
Ten minutes ago! Go on! There are laws, detective.
Have your kindergarten teacher read 'em to you.
Go grab a juice box.
Have a nap.
Who do we have? Brandon Mayhew.
Here we go.
What? - I don't get it.
What's the kick? Why don't you do it at home, like the rest of us with a big flat-screen TV, In a Starbucks.
That ain't me, man! I was the guy who was selling meth.
I got you.
Sorry, that was a little transpositional error.
Nothing a little Wite-Out can't take care of.
And a felony quantity.
Yeah, just barely.
The cops around here are like butchers, always got their thumbs on the scales.
But good luck arguing that in court.
Let me get down to brass tacks.
I'm going to get you a second phone call.
You're gonna call your mommy or your daddy or your parish priest or your Boy Scout leader, and they're going to deliver me a check for $4,650.
I'll write that down on the back of my business card.
And I need that in a cashier's check or a money order, doesn't matter.
Actually, I want it in a money order.
And make it out to Ice Station Zebra Associates.
That's my loan-out.
It's totally legit.
It's done just for tax purposes.
After that, we can discuss Visa or MasterCard, but definitely not American Express, so don't even ask.
Any questions? You're gonna get me off, right? I look like your high school girlfriend? Five fingers, no waiting? That's a joke, Brandon.
Son, I promise you this.
I will give you the best criminal defense that money can buy.
Francesca, I took these already.
Didn't I take these already? Look, it's on your head.
You're not supposed to double up on Vitamin A.
It's bad for the liver.
Okay, who's next? Did him.
I did him.
That one went public defender.
Thanks for nothing.
What happened to my masturbator? You got me all turned around.
I'll get back to you.
Gentlemen, I sense you're discussing my client.
Anything you care to share with me? - Sure.
Your commercials? They suck ass.
I've seen better acting in an epileptic whorehouse.
Is that like the one your mom works at? Is she still offering the two-for-one discount? DEA, huh? For a street bust.
Now, what would two feds want with that little twerp? Sooner or later, this was gonna happen.
You want your exponential growth, guys are gonna get busted.
Simple as that.
So how about we get him a real attorney? I mean, what the hell is this? This is who he hires? What? Are you kidding me? This is the guy you want.
This is the guy I'd hire.
It's the guy you'd hire.
Look, you remember Emilio? This dude got Emilio off, like, twice.
Both times, they had him dead to rights, yo.
And then poof! Dude's like Houdini.
Seriously, when the going gets tough, you don't want a criminal lawyer.
You want a "criminal" lawyer.
Know what I'm saying? Look, we're in good shape, Mr.
Badger's way too loyal to roll.
Plus he's scared shitless of me.
We pay four large.
Cost of business.
Take it out of his payroll.
And it's only his first dealing rap, so worst case scenario? They plead him out, he does five months picking up litter in an orange jumpsuit.
So who goes inside? I don't need them seeing my face.
I don't need them seeing my face.
Why not? You look like his typical clientele.
We'll flip for it.
Nice of you to come down.
Look at you.
Should I call the FBI and tell them I found D.
Please, come on.
So it's a shame that we have to meet under these circumstances.
I believe you have something for me? Mayhew.
Is that Irish or English? Irish.
Faith and begorrah! A fellow potato-eater.
My real name's McGill.
The Jew thing I just do for the homeboys.
They all want a pipe-hittin' member of the tribe, so to speak.
Good things are happening.
Fact is, your nephew's gonna get out in no time.
There's still a few details to be ironed out, but now that the DEA is involved, I think he's looking at time served and probation. So leave your number with Francesca, and we'll be in touch.
Excuse me, the DEA? That's the Drug Enforcement Administration.
I hope that I'm not the breaker of bad news, but your nephew got mixed up with some pretty nasty customers.
I understand that. But what does that have to do with the DEA? They're after some mystery man, some heavy-hitter that goes by the name Heisenberg.
They want this guy like the ax wants the turkey.
Seems young Brandon may have information that could lead to his arrest.
Jesus, cheer up! This is good news.
I mean, Brandon fell head-first into the doo-doo pile and came up smelling like Paco Rabanne.
I just think that we should review our options.
Options? I'm gonna tell you what your options are.
And you got a grand total of two.
Option A, Brandon takes the deal.
Option B, Brandon goes up to the penitentiary and gets his rectum resized about yay big.
What about reprisals? I mean, if Badger If Brandon informs on this Heisenberg I mean, what if God forbid that they decide to take revenge? What have you been telling him? The kid keeps spouting off about "if I talk, they'll kill me.
" Right now, he's the only thing holding up this deal.
No, that's not good.
Trust me, sir, your nephew won't last in prison two weeks.
You let him take his chances on the outside.
Maybe I can work in some witness protection.
No, look, look.
These are vicious, desperate people.
I've been told that one of them killed another man by crushing his head with an ATM machine.
People love to take credit for the fun ones.
The guy who got his head smooshed used to be a client of mine.
His wife killed him, all right? It was open and shut.
Trust me, you folks have nothing to worry about, okay? I'm gonna set your nephew straight, get him singing like a canary all's right with the world.
Cash to you.
I'm not saying to throw the case.
Just no talking to the DEA.
Are you saying what I think you're saying? What's it going to be? That dude wouldn't take a bribe? That dude in there? Saul Goodman we're talking about? "Morally outraged," he said.
Threatened to call the police.
And Badger's gonna spill? Like the Exxon Valdez.
So what do we do about it? Francesca, how about I follow you home? For safety! What? God, you are killing me with that booty.
Talk to me, guys! Come on.
Just tell me what you want! Jesus! It wasn't me! It was Ignacio! He's the one! Shut up! Shut up! All right, just speak English.
Lalo didn't send you? No Lalo? - Who? - Thank God! I thought What can I do for you, gentlemen? Anything! Just tell me what you need.
This afternoon, an associate of ours offered you $10,000.
You should have taken it! Wait a minute.
This is in regards to what's-his-name? Badger! Brandon Mayhew.
That was your guy? No offense, guys, but I don't take bribes from strangers, you know? Better safe than sorry.
That's my motto.
But I'll take your money! Sure! That offer's expired, yo.
It was kind of low anyways.
But okay, okay, I'll take it.
Just tell me what you need.
I'm going to keep a happy thought and assume this is just a negotiating tactic.
All right, listen to me very carefully.
You are going to give Badger Mayhew the best legal representation ever.
But no deals with the DEA! All right? Badger will not identify anyone to anybody.
If he does, you're dead! Why don't you just kill Badger? Follow me, guys, but if a mosquito's buzzing around you, it bites you on the ass, you don't go gunning for the mosquito's attorney.
You go grab a flyswatter.
I mean, so to speak.
I mean, all due respect, do I have to spell this out for you? We're not killing Badger, yo! Then you got real problems.
'Cause the DEA is gonna come down on your boy like a proverbial ton of bricks.
I don't think I'm going out on a limb here, but he's not gonna like prison.
He's gonna sing like C�line Dion regardless of what you do to me.
I recognize your cough.
Take that mask off.
Get some air.
Take it easy! Breathe in, breathe out.
I'm gonna stand up, all right? 'Cause I got bad knees.
The three of us are gonna work this out.
How? First things first, you're gonna put a dollar in my pocket, both of you.
You want attorney-client privilege? So that everything you say is strictly between us.
I mean it! Put a dollar in my pocket.
Come on, make it official.
Come on, do it! That's it.
Just a dollar.
All right, now you, ski bum.
Give with the dollar.
What? - All I got's a 5.
I'll take a 5! Come on, already.
You're now both officially represented by Saul Goodman and Associates.
Your secrets are safe with me under threat of disbarment.
Take the ski mask off.
I feel like I'm talking to the Weather Underground.
So if a prison shanking is completely off the table and we're sure of that? No shanking! Then the way I see it is somebody's going to prison.
It's just a matter of who.
Lame-ass TV ads aside, your lawyer here, he cooked you up a pretty killer deal.
Time served, no probation.
He's pretty slick.
Couldn't believe the judge went for it.
Don't get cocky.
You ain't home free yet.
You don't give us the name of your supplier, you're going nowhere.
Agent, the tough guy act is unnecessary.
This young man is cooperating fully.
Is that right? You cooperating? Let's start with a name.
He just goes by Heisenberg.
How old's this Heisenberg? Old.
Like 50 or 70 or something.
Height? - Average, I guess.
Medium height, medium weight.
What color hair? No hair.
Dude's balder than you.
James Edward Kilkelly is convicted of stealing a vending machine.
Breaking and entering.
You get the idea.
And here he is today.
Better known today as Jimmy In-'n-Out.
City, State, and Federal.
He's spent 44 of the last 58 years inside.
An entire life behind bars.
Jimmy provides a very special service.
For a price, Jimmy will go to prison for you.
On purpose? The guy goes to prison on purpose? He's actually more comfortable inside.
The outside world hasn't been too kind to him.
Sometime during the Clinton administration, Jimmy figured out how he could use his talents to turn a profit.
When does all this happen? - It's already happening.
The buy is set for tomorrow.
Cops bust Jimmy, Badger gets out, everybody's happy, and all it's gonna cost you is 80,000 and one pound of your finest meth.
$80,000 for eight years of his life, huh? First of all, he's not gonna do eight years.
I'm gonna represent him, and I guarantee there's gonna be some unexpected problems with the prosecution's case.
Secondly, he gets 30.
You get 50? For what? - For facilitating.
Who's taking a bigger risk? He likes prison.
You did bring the cash, didn't you? Look, if this option is too expensive, you can still always Badger in the chow line.
Conscience gets expensive, doesn't it? All right.
There's our boy.
Right on time.
What? All right.
So what do you think? Did they see us? I think we're good.
Badger looks like he's gonna throw up.
Give me those back.
Just give them to me! Where the hell is Jimmy? He should have been here ten minutes ago.
You think Jimmy's actually for real? A guy who wants to be in prison? There's more than one kind of prison.
What the hell is that supposed to mean? Wait a minute.
What? What? Let me see.
Who the hell is that? - I don't know.
Heisenberg, I presume.
Time to move? Not till we see the exchange.
What? - Now he shows.
Okay, let's do this.
Jimmy's on the wrong bench.
Crap! We are screwed! What are you doing? I don't get it.
What's the holdup? Where's the stuff, man? - Where are we going? - Just shut up.
Go stop him.
The DEA is right there.
If they see me, we're screwed.
I'll do something.
What? - Go! Hank, I thought that was you! Schrader, I'm blocked.
Not a good time.
How you doing? Are you feeling okay? Schrader, I'm blocked.
You gotta get out of here.
You're working? Like DEA working? Is something going down? Wrong guy! Wrong guy! Other bench.
Move your ass now! - Okay.
I'll go and leave you alone.
We'll talk about it later.
Just floor it! Floor it! Forward is better? I'll be out of the way then? I'm sorry.
All right? I'm sorry.
I'll leave you alone.
We'll talk later.
Where'd he go? Where the hell'd he go? Wait.
Looks like it's going down.
Take 'em! I think they bought it.
Textbook bust, sir.
Looks like we got a full pound of the blue stuff.
And Heisenberg's real name? James Kilkelly.
Thank you very much.
It was my pleasure.
You weren't home, so I let the delivery guys in.
I hope that's okay.
So you bought a bed.
What is that? A king? Pillow top? My God.
You really are a chemistry teacher.
You mind? I was terrible at chemistry.
I'm more of a humanities guy.
How did you find me? - We should talk about that.
It should be much, much harder for people to track you down.
charged me for three hours, so I seriously doubt it took him more than one.
So this is what, blackmail? I'm your lawyer.
Anything you say to me is totally privileged.
I'm not in the shake-down racket.
I'm a lawyer.
Even drug dealers need lawyers, right? Especially drug dealers.
So what, you're just doing this out of the kindness of your heart? Come on.
Have you seen my hourly rate? By the way, where do you keep the money? Is it in your mattress? Is it in a jelly jar, buried in the side yard? This kid Mayhew may be the first of your guys to get picked up, but he won't be the last.
And if I can find you, how far behind can the cops be? I don't understand.
What exactly are you offering to do for me? What did Tom Hagen do for Vito Corleone? I'm no Vito Corleone.
No sh1t! Right now, you're Fredo.
But with some sound advice and the proper introductions, who knows? I'll tell you one thing, you've got the right product.
Anything that gets the DEA's panties in this big a bunch you're on to something special.
And I would like to be a small and silent part of it.
Food for thought, yeah? So if you want to make more money and keep the money that you make "Better call Saul!"