Better Call Saul, Season 5

[At 3 A.M., Nacho walks outside and sees Lalo sitting by a fire. He sits next to him, and Lalo offers him a beer]

Lalo:
Hey, you did good today. Tomorrow, I'll show you around. When you go back up north, you're gonna be halfway to Viva Salamanca.

Nacho:
Thanks.

Lalo:
[sighs] Another night owl, huh? You don't sleep?

Nacho:
Not tonight.

Lalo:
Yeah, I never sleep much. An hour, maybe two. It's enough. When it's like this... that's when I can think. I get my best ideas when everybody else is asleep. Some people, they call it a curse. I like it.

Nacho:
I don't know. [looks at door to the gate] I'd rather get some shut-eye.

Lalo:
And yet here we are.

Nacho:
[takes a long sip of beer] Got anything stronger?

Lalo:
Now you're talking! In the bar, bottom shelf, decanter. That's the good stuff. Two glasses.

[Nacho gets up and walks back inside Lalo's house. He goes in the kitchen, looks around briefly, and grabs a pan. He puts the pan on the stove, fills it with oil, and turns the heat on before he goes back outside with two glasses and a decanter of tequila.]

Lalo:
There he is! I thought you got lost. [pours alcohol into glasses] You ever had Dris Trece?

Nacho:
I don't think so.

Lalo:
Oh, you're in for a treat! [raises glass in a toast] To sleep, and those who need it.

Nacho:
To sleep. [taps glass to Lalo's]

Lalo:
[sees smoke coming from inside the house] What the hell is that? These morons have no respect! Ciro! [in Spanish] What'd you do, you asshole?!

[Nacho waits for Lalo to run inside before unlocking the door to the gate. He opens the door and sees three assassins armed with assault rifles.]

Nacho:
[puts hands up; in Spanish] Inside. In the kitchen.

[Nacho flees from the house as the assassins run past the gate.]