Better Call Saul, Season 3

[Howard visits Chuck's house, where Chuck and a hired private investigator named Dave are waiting for Jimmy to show up and steal the audiotape in which he confessed to doctoring the Mesa Verde documents.]

Chuck:
What's up?

Howard:
Chuck, this has been going on for eight days now, and really no indication that it's going to work.

Chuck:
It will work.

Howard:
I think I've been very patient. But the cost of these round-the-clock private investigators is really starting to add up.

Chuck:
Howard, this is our duty as officers of the court. We have an ethical obligation to–

Howard:
Yes.

Chuck:
My brother broke the law. We can't just sit back and do nothing!

Howard:
I'm not talking about doing nothing. I just want to...free up our minds, and be open to alternate strategies. Please, meet me halfway here.

Chuck:
[sighs] I suppose... I suppose we can limit the investigators to just nighttime hours.

Howard:
Nighttime?

Chuck:
Yes. Jimmy will most likely break in while he thinks I'm sleeping. I mean, I wouldn't put anything past him. It just makes the most sense he'll try to steal the tape under cover of darkness.

[Jimmy's car can be heard screeching to a halt outside]

Howard:
You really think he's going to do that?

Chuck:
I do indeed.

Howard:
How can you be so sure?

Chuck:
Howard, I know my brother.

[Jimmy begins angrily banging on Chuck's front door. Chuck goes to the door while Howard and Dave hide in an adjoining room.]

Jimmy:
Chuck! Chuck! Open the goddamn door, Chuck! Open the door, dammit! Open it, Chuck!

Chuck:
Jimmy, go away.

Jimmy:
Open the fucking door! Open it now!

Chuck:
I'm not opening the door. I'm not opening the d–

Jimmy:
I swear to God, Chuck!

[Jimmy starts kicking the door]

Chuck:
Jimmy—Jimmy!

[Jimmy breaks in the door and pursues Chuck to his study.]

Jimmy:
YOU TAPED ME?! YOU ASSHOLE!

Chuck:
Jimmy!

Jimmy:
You PULLED THAT HEARTSTRINGS CON JOB ON ME?! YOU PIECE OF SHIT! "Oh, my brain used to work, I'm sick, I don't know what to do!" Asshole! No wonder Rebecca left you! What took her so long?!

[Jimmy reaches Chuck's desk and finds the locked drawer where his audiotape of Jimmy's confession is being kept.]

Jimmy:
There it is!

[Jimmy tries and fails to pry the drawer open with a pair of scissors. He spots a poker next to the fireplace.]

Jimmy:
Here we go! Here we go! Here we go!

[Jimmy takes the poker and pries open the drawer. He finds the tape player and pulls out the cassette.]

Jimmy:
Oh, is this it? Is this it? Is this it? Huh? For this, you destroyed our family? Are you happy now?! For what?! For nothing!

[Jimmy corners Chuck and rips the cassette apart with his bare hands.]

Jimmy:
Is that all there is, Chuck? Is that all there–all there is, or did you make copies? Huh, Chuck? Huh?! You tell me or I'll burn this whole goddamn house to the ground!

[Howard and Dave step into the room.]

Howard:
Jimmy! Jimmy! That's enough!

[Jimmy, seeing Howard and Dave, deflates and calms down]

Howard:
You need to step away.

Chuck:
[shaken] Howard? You were a witness to what happened here?

Howard:
I was.

Chuck:
[to Dave] And you?

Dave:
I'm a witness.

[All three men stare in silence at Jimmy, who is now at Chuck's mercy]