Better Call Saul, Season 1

Jimmy:
Hey, hold up. How come you let me off the hook back there?

Mike:
I'm going back to work. Why don't you quit while you're ahead and go on your way?

Jimmy:
No, I refuse to believe it's because you have something resembling a heart inside your body.

Mike:
You're not gonna have a heart inside your body in about five seconds.

Jimmy:
Okay, don't tell me. I already know why you did it.

Mike:
Yeah? Why's that?

Jimmy:
'Cause you believe me. That family kidnapped themselves.

Mike:
All right, I believe you.

Jimmy:
I knew it! I knew it! Finally, someone believes me! Why do you believe me?

Mike:
I heard the details, your story makes sense.

Jimmy:
Of course it does! Devil's advocate—like the cops said, the Kettlemans' cars are still at their house, there's no record of them leaving, how'd they get out of the country?

Mike:
They didn't. Odds are they didn't get out of the neighborhood.

Jimmy:
Wait...come again?

Mike:
Look, when I was still on the job back in Philly, we had this case...

Jimmy:
Whoa, hold up, "on the job," as in you were a cop, "on the job"?

Mike:
This bookie disappeared after the Super Bowl. Cowboys-Steelers? Took $6 million in bets, skipped town when things didn't go his way. Now, everybody thought he was on the beach in the Bahamas or dead in the Jersey Pine Barrens—wasn't the case. He was two doors down from where he lived, in a foreclosed house. Hid there for six months without anyone suspecting.

Jimmy:
But...but why? Why not run?

Mike:
That's what everyone expects. It's human nature to want to stay close to home. And if this Kettleman figured out how to do it, that's what he did. Nobody wants to leave home.