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I didn't wanna say before because conflict of interest...

I'll just, uh, pack up.

He's decided that he can no longer in good conscience...

Well, long story short, drove into town.

But just-- Let's just rewind the tape and, you know, forget this happened.

...and realised if I kept going the way I was--

Sometimes you have to say something out loud...

Every grifter in town knows that this is the spot to come for an easy handout.

- Great to put a face to the name. - Thanks.

Mr. Salamanca caught it, tried to throw it away. The possibilities are endless.

...claim that the gun found at the scene belonged to Tuco Salamanca.

So "tender." Blah, blah, blah. "To Davis & Main.

Thank you for seeing us.

Hell, that cocobolo desk. Do you see a desk like that in here?

If you introduce it, Mr. Ehrmantraut will make himself available to the defence.

Go on, get out of here.

If we're gonna be law partners, I need to know one thing:

To the left. My left, my left.

Mum's the word. No problem.

It was a litigation. The result of a nasty divorce.

They're leaving the playhouse. Isn't that amazing?

So, what brought you here?

- What do you think you're doing? - I took your advice. I'm blowing off steam.

Sometimes it gets a little jammed. You just gotta force it.

Forget about the gun, all right?

Which way was that?

I see you went to UNM Law. Are you from New Mexico?

Jimmy, did you have something you needed?

They're low-flow toilets, Jimmy. From now on, flush.

If I hadn't talked him down, he probably would've--

It would be a hard sell to bring them.

Maybe cashiering down at the Hinky Dinky.

It's move-in ready, as you can see.

You never gave this a chance. Why?

Someone is not flushing.

So you don't understand a word I've been saying?

You worked so hard to get here.

Well, I drove into the city this morning.

I'd rather grab a cab than take a chance with my old clunker.

Can we hear it from Mr. Ehrmantraut?