He’s got a new job and is teaching Kim the allure of conning.
On his third attempt, he passes the bar exam.
No cheating, no bribes, no threats or shady backroom dealings (and no student debt).
Credit: Ursula Coyote/AMC
We know Jimmy makes it big.
slogan adorn billboards and local TV internet commercials.
Walt dies, Jesus-like, vindicated.
Jimmy, for aiding Walt, ends up as a Cinnabon manager named Gene in a middle America mall.
Whose story is sadder?
Season 2 ofBetter Call Saulstarts by usurping season 1.
The before-the-title teaser from the season premiere harkens back to the pilot.
Jimmy locks himself in the garbage room, whose walls are festooned with graffiti.
He bangs on the door, to no avail, then heads over to the adjacent emergency exit.
He stares contemplatively at the sign warning that police will be notified if the door is opened.
He turns back around, plops down on a lone milk crate.
At his feet are some loose nails (perfect for sealing a coffin?).
Two hours later a janitor shows up, freeing Jimmy from his concrete confines.
The camera saunters toward the spot where Saul sat; etched into the wall is SG Was Here.
Hes a far cry from Saul Goodman, grifter at law.
Itll never stop me again.
Cue Smoke on the Water, Jimmys parter-in-crime Marcos scam song of choice.
We now see Jimmys meeting with Davis & Maine.
She says, Jimmy, I…
The job and the This are not, Kim says, related.
Jimmy cracks a big, beaming smile and turns Davis & Maine down (nicely).
NEXT: Season 1 Jimmy vs.
Season 2 Jimmy
Jimmy heads back to the nail salon where he has a closet-as-office.
So Jimmy drops the cup, sticks his face under the spout, and laps it up.
Mike, meanwhile, has developed a profitable rapport with the neophyte pill-selling client from last season.
This business requires restraint, he intones, elucidating on the essential difference betweenBreaking BadandBetter Call Saul.
Its a slow, garrulous show.
The client goes to the drug deal alone.
He subsequently raids the clients house, stealing his baseball cards, and his drugs.
Things are going better for Jimmy.
Kim shows up, her dress the same azure color as the water.
Pure donkey balls, dude, says a boorish guy barking into a Bluetooth.
Jimmy sees an opportunity.
(TheGodfatheraesthetic will pervade subsequent episodes.)
He assuages Kims concerns by slipping into conman mode; it doesnt take much coaxing for her to join.
Then they have sex.
Vince Gilligan and co.s house style is enunciated and hyper-articulate.
Its as lucid as legalese is befuddling.
Jimmy, with Kims help, is turning his life around.
He goes back and accepts Davis & Maines offer, becoming a real lawyer.
When asked if he likes his new office, Jimmy says yes.
Then he asks for just one change: a desk made of cocobolo.
Jimmy looks around, carefully peels the note off, and flips the switch off.
He looks around again; nothing happens.
He flips the switch back on.
Credit Bob Odenkirk for excavating previously unseen multitudes from Jimmy/Saul.
He can go from mumbly-jumbly motor-mouthed musings to quiet contemplation like snap!
We know all of this will, soon enough, come to an end.
And maybe Jimmy does, too.
