No! Shh...
Let's talk.
Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Focus.
Hey!
Both of you, sit.
Come on. Sit.
I never turned on you. I didn't. Never!
I only worked for you in the desert.
I was on your side - the whole time. - Shh.
I don't care.
You two.
God.
You two and your mouths.
Dios mio.
Now, you listen.
My car's downstairs.
Press the clicker, and you'll find it.
This is where you are going.
Don't speed, don't weave,
don't cut anyone off.
Just, you know, drive nice.
From here, at this hour,
I'd take Forty East.
Get off at Carlisle.
Take the third left.
The rest, I drew a little map
for you on the back.
It's not hard.
So, big white brick house with a solid black door.
You can't miss it.
It's right at the end of the T.
Park a little down the street, not out in front.
It's a quiet neighborhood, so you'll have plenty of options.
Stating the obvious here, maybe,
but turn the car off, right?
So in the glove compartment,
I left you a present.
There's a camera.
And there's a gun.
And you're gonna need both.
A gun?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, but don't worry.
I mean, it's... it's very easy.
It's a revolver. It's already loaded, no safety.
It's idiot-proof.
So you go up to that house,
you walk right up to that black door.
Don't run, just be casual, like a stroll, you know?
Keep the gun somewhere behind you where they can't see it.
You ring the bell. You count to three.
You step back.
They look through the peephole,
you're as innocent as can be.
Door opens,
you point and you shoot.
And you keep on pulling that trigger until it's empty.
Simple.
Y-You want me to...
I know, I know,
you're a lawyer and not a killer.
But, look, you can do this, okay?
This guy? He's a housecat.
Black, medium height. Short hair. Glasses.
He kinda looks like a librarian.
But don't be fooled.
Even a housecat can scratch.
So, that's it.
Hard part's over.
Now you pull out the camera.
Same principle as the gun,
point and shoot.
Take a picture,
one where I can see the face.
Clearly.
And then you bring it back here,
where me and Mrs. Goodman
will be waiting for you.
And then you're done!
I'd say it's about a twenty-minute drive over there,
twenty minutes back.
Maybe ten minutes to do the job...
Let's call it an hour all together.
So, you're back here in an hour or...
Send her.
- What? - She should do it.
Jimmy.
Why her?
Don't do this.
- Don't do this. - This guy, the, uh... The housecat.
Jimmy, please.
He looks through his peephole in the middle of the night.
And he sees me?
[BREATHING SHAKILY]"Who's this asshole?
"What's he doing here?"
Maybe... Maybe he gets his gun.
Maybe he calls the cops.
Either way, that door stays shut.
- Mmm-mmm. - But, he sees a woman?
- Mmm-mmm. No. - She looks like she's in distress.
- Maybe her car broke down. - Mmm-mmm.
Phew. I mean, you'd open the door for her, wouldn't you?
Stop. Stop.
Yeah, but...
She's really clever.
How do I know she's gonna stick to the plan?
- She will. - No, no, no, no.
- No, no. - No cops.
- You know she will. - No.
Look, this doesn't even make any sense.
I-I've, uh...
I've never shot a gun before.
I've never even - held one. - Like I have?
Jimmy, what are you doing?
You know she's the best choice.
No, I'm not! I-I-I can't!
- I can't do it. - She can do it.
- You know she can do it. - No, Jimmy.
- I'll stay. Stop. - You know I'm right!
Just stop. - Just stop it. - Listen...
- Shut up! Shut up! - Oh, my God. Okay, fine, yeah. Her.
Whatever. Give her the keys.
Give her the address. Let's go.
Don't. Don't.
You gotta go.
No.
No, don't. Don't.
Come on.
Hey.
Let's go.
Hold on.
You're gonna need your shoes, right?
There you go.
Okay, so, one hour starting...
...now.
Clock's ticking, Mrs. Goodman.
How does a chichifo like you land a girl like that, huh?
Now...
What to do with you?
Give me your hands.
Sit.
You know, after I saw you last, I went home.
My home.
Mi cielito lindo...
And you know what happened?
Men came.
Armed men,
in the middle of the night.
To my home.
Trying to get to me.
And you know what they did?
They killed people I care about.
They killed my cook.
My gardener.
A seventeen-year-old kid I knew since he was knee high.
Never hurt a fly.
Butchered my housekeeper, Yolanda.
Una viejita, cabron.
They shot her in the back.
I'm sorry.
Now, how did these men
get into my home?
Do you know?
I have, uh, no idea.
Ow.
Ignacio Varga.
He let them in.
And who did Ignacio introduce me to?
You.
Ignacio? Nacho?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I-I barely know Ignacio!
Whatever he did, he did alone!
Not with me!
Listen, you've got to believe me.
Hand to God, I had no part in this.
It wasn't me. It was... Aah!
Ignacio!
It wasn't me!
Listen. Listen.
Save it.
I'm gonna come back.
And then you are gonna tell me the whole story.
He's not so bad as you think he is.
Hello.
Hello, Harry. We were just talking about you.
Yeah? That ain't what I pay you for.
She knows enough about me already.
Ford Taurus.
Taupe.
What do you mean, London or England? That's the same thing.
It is?
London is in England. London's a city. England... England's a whole country.
I forgot.Oh, brother, you've got patience.
Take it easy.How can anybody get to be so dumb?
Well, we can't all know everything, Harry.
Who's Tom Paine, for instance?
I didn't read by him yet, only about him.
But I made a list.
Who's Robert Maranville?
Who? Robert Maranville.
I don't know any Robert.
Think you're so smart, huh?
He used to play shortstop for the Braves, didn't he?
What are you, some kind of genius or something?
No.
Come on.
Shit.
I knew they had that fire
but I thought they'd fix it up.
I got all my fishing shirts there.
Yeah.
The vented kind? Yeah.
You can get those at REI.
If I want to take out a second mortgage, I can.
Yeah. Right.
Oh! Aah!
No, you don't understand. I have to go back.
What... What are you doing?
I-I have go to...
I have to go back.
Ms. Wexler, I'd like you to sit down.
He-He'll kill him! You have to... You-y-y-y-you...
You sit there and be calm.
You have to let me go. I have to get back.
I have to get back!
Sit still and stay calm.
Now, you take a deep breath. A deep breath.
Nothing's gonna happen here until you calm yourself.
All right?
Now. Who is killing who?
Lalo Salamanca.
Lalo is going to kill Jimmy.
He's there... H-He is there with Jimmy now.
Salamanca's at your apartment?
Yes, he sent me!
He... He wanted to send Jimmy, but then he sent me.
To do what, exactly?
Ms. Wexler, you stay with me.
What were you supposed to do here?
Shoot him.
I'm... I'm supposed to shoot him
and then take a photo and then get back. That's it.
I only have 20 minutes left, please.
- He is alone with him. - All right. You stay put. You stay put.
We'll handle this. We will handle this.
You call Tyrus. Get him to the condo. Now.
You said you were watching us.
Where were you? Huh?
Who are you people?
Remember what the man said.
You heard all that?
All right. You hunker down here.
You two, you stay with him.
A dog barks too loud, you are on the phone with me.
You two come with me.
Please.
Tell me what's going on.
Please.
Tell me!
Put her on.
For you.
Why did Lalo send you?
Who is this?
Answer him.
He didn't want to send me. Not at first.
He wanted to send my husband.
But my husband talked him out of it
because he wanted to get me out of there.
He talked Lalo out of it.
That's right.
So now I've told you everything I know.
Please. Tell me.
Tell me what's going on.
Come with me, both of you.
Can't get a clear look inside.
Blinds are down...
Wait.
Something's moving around in there.
Can't tell what.
Copy that.
Report.
North corner, clear.
MAN 1: Rear stairwell, all clear.
Clear, east side.
MAN 2: West side, clear.
Street, clear.
Parking, all clear.
Clear on the south.
All right, hold the perimeter.
Everyone else, on me. Eyes sharp.
Nice and easy.
We don't wanna spook the neighbors.
All quiet, sir.
Is there something we should be looking for?
Hey.
Hey. Hey!
She's fine. She's safe.
Now, the gag is gonna come off,
and I need to ask you a question,
and I need you to answer it quietly. Got it?
- Mm. - Huh?
- Mm! - Yeah.
All right. I need to know where Salamanca went
and I need to know exactly how long he's been gone.
Uh... I don't...
I don't know where he went.
He left right after she did.
Ah.
Okay.
Drumroll, please.
Ta-da!
Wow! No?
Hoo, hoo!
I understand blood for blood.
Hector?
I kept him alive.
Kept him broken.
I will save him to the last.
Before he dies, he will know
I buried every one of you.
Big talk.
You done?
No.
Not yet.
♪ Pollos Hermanos Pollos Hermanos
♪ Delicious chicken grilled and fried
♪ Pollos Hermanos Pollos Hermanos
♪ It will leave you satisfied ♪
Mr. Fring!
I just walked through the door.
I'm not running late, am I?
No, Lyle. Punctual as always.
Oh, okay. Good. Uh, what can I do for you, sir?
I won't be in today, I'm sorry to say.
In fact, you won't be seeing me all week.
I've been called out of town.
Family emergency.
Oh, no. I'm... I'm so sorry.
Uh, is there anything I can do?
Do you need a ride to the airport?
Nothing like that.
I need you to act as store manager in my stead.
Unfortunately, at this late date,
this will require you to both open and close today and tomorrow.
Sure. Yes. I can do that.
Would you be able to set next week's schedule by close tomorrow?
I like to give the employees time to prepare.
I'll take care of it. Don't give it a thought.
I will adjust your pay for the extra hours upon my return.
I hope that that is acceptable.
Of course. Not a problem.
Uh, if there's anything else I can do,
like anything at all, just please let me know.
I know I have nothing to worry about.
The restaurant is in your capable hands.
Well, safe travels, Mr. Fring.
Goodbye, Lyle.
Doc just crossed the border.
He'll be here in three hours.
Sir, you should remain prone.
Sam.
You happy with the way things went down tonight?
'Cause I'm not.
How'd you know Lalo would be at the laundry?
I didn't.
Well, the next time you get a wild hair to play detective,
tell me.
This could have gone down a whole lot different.
It could have.
Yeah?
Okay. I'm on it.
What are you doing?
You're getting a new refrigerator.
I'm assuming stainless will do.
- Arthur. - Yeah, Mike?
Gloves on.
Downstairs.
Green Jaguar, vanity plates.
It goes to the warehouse.
Done.
Lalo said he was coming back.
He's not coming. - No. But he said he was.
He told me... You understand me.
He is not coming back.
Let's sit.
Sit.
All right, here's what's gonna happen.
In a few days, Howard Hamlin's car will be found
several states away, by the water.
The odometer will have rolled to the exact number of miles it took to get there.
There will be cocaine in the upholstery.
That's the story you were setting up for this guy, yeah?
They'll call it a suicide,
hoping the body will come washing up.
It never will.
At some point, you're gonna hear about it.
Someone calls you, someone at the courthouse mentions it.
The moment that happens, you call the cops.
His car was here for hours last night.
Good chance somebody noticed it.
That means you are the last people to see him alive.
Cops are gonna wanna hear from you.
You tell the cops you saw him.
He came here.
Seemed like maybe he was chemically altered.
Didn't make a lick of sense.
Then he left. That's all you know.
You keep telling the lie that you've been telling.
Now, Ms. Wexler tells me she has court at 10:00.
What's on your docket?
Hey. Listen.
Where do you need to be?
Uh... Office. My office.
Clients start showing up around 9:30.
Oh, my car's gone.
No. It's on the way home.
You'll have it when you need it.
So, you two are gonna go about your day.
Normal. Same as ever.
Today, you're Meryl Streep and Laurence Olivier.
No staring into space.
Nothing out of the ordinary. You cover.
Anybody talks to you,
it's just another day that ends in "Y," that's all.
When you get home, we'll be gone
and everything will be back the way it was.
Now, I need to impress upon you...
None of this ever happened.
None of it.
Understand?
Say it out loud. I need to hear it.
We understand.
It never happened.
All right, I'm gonna go out there
and you're gonna get ready.
Before I shut that door,
is there anything you need from the other room?
Toiletries? Clothes? Anything to start your day?
No.
We're set.
Hold it.
Go ahead.
Easy.