Better Call Saul, Season 6

[Jimmy and Kim are cowering in terror when Lalo forces them to sit on their couch]

Jimmy:
I never turned on you. I didn't. I only worked for you in the desert. I was on your side the whole time.

Lalo:
Shhh. [motions for Jimmy to sit down with his gun] I don't care. You two... [chuckles; shakes his head] God, you two and your mouths! Dios mío! Now, you listen. [tosses car keys to Jimmy] My car's downstairs. Press the clicker, and you'll find it. This... [holds up small piece of paper] is where you are going. Don't speed, don't weave, don't cut anyone off. Just, you know, drive nice. From here, [checks watch] at this hour... I'd take 40 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 and not up 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.

Jimmy:
A gun?

Lalo:
Yeah, yeah, yeah. But don't worry. I mean, it's–it's 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. [pause] Simple.

Jimmy:
You–you want me to—?!

Lalo:
I know, I know. [casually nudges Howard's dead body with his foot] You're a lawyer, and you're 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... [Jimmy looks nervously at Kim] twenty minutes back. Maybe ten minutes to do the job. Let's go with an hour altogether. So, you're back here in an hour, or—

[Jimmy forcibly turns on the Saul Goodman charm]

Jimmy:
Send her.

Kim:
...What?!

Jimmy:
She should do it.

Kim:
Jimmy...

Lalo:
[pause] Why her?

Kim:
[whispers to Jimmy] Don't do this.

Jimmy:
This guy, the–the housecat.

Kim:
Jimmy, please.

Jimmy:
He looks through his peephole...

Kim:
Please.

Jimmy:
...in the middle of the night, and he sees me? "Who's this asshole? What's he doing?" Maybe–maybe he gets his gun, maybe he calls the cops. Either way, that door stays shut. But he sees a woman...

Kim:
No.

Jimmy:
...she looks like she's in distress. Maybe her car broke down. [chuckles] I mean, you'd open the door for her, wouldn't you?

Kim:
Stop! Stop!

Lalo:
Yeah, but... she's really clever. I don't know if she's gonna stick to the plan.

Jimmy:
She will.

Kim:
No, no, no.

Jimmy:
No cops. You know she will.

Kim:
No. No, this... This doesn't even make any sense! I—I–I've never shot a gun before! I've never even held one!

Jimmy:
Like I have.

Kim:
Jimmy, what are you doing?!

Jimmy:
[to Lalo while pointing at Kim] You know she's the best choice.

Kim:
No, I'm not! I don't—I can't! I can't do it!

Jimmy:
[to Lalo] She can do it. You know she can do it!

Kim:
No! Jimmy, I'll stay! Stop! Just stop!

Jimmy:
You know I'm right! Listen!

Kim:
Stop it! Shut up!

Jimmy:
Listen!

Kim:
SHUT UP!

Lalo:
[rolls his eyes] Oh, my God! Okay, fine! Yeah, her! Whatever. Give her the keys, give her the address, let's go. [walks toward the front door]

Kim:
[to Jimmy] No. Don't... Don't.

Jimmy:
You... you gotta go.

Kim:
[softly] Don't do this.

Jimmy:
Come on. Hey... [whispering] Let's go.

[Kim reluctantly gets up and is about to leave the apartment when Lalo stops her]

Lalo:
Hold on. [pause; Kim looks at him] You're gonna need your shoes, right?

[Kim stares at Jimmy while she puts her shoes on]

Lalo:
There you go! Okay, [looks at watch] so one hour starting... now. Clock's ticking, Mrs. Goodman.