By the end of the series, I have a feeling that we’ll find out that the events of Better Call Saul took place over the course of a couple, crazy months. That’s because once again, this week’s episode picks up moments after the previous one.
Chuck has just made a mad dash for his neighbor’s newspaper, but the paper’s actual owner isn’t pleased with the $5 the electromagnet-phobic lawyer left as payment. So here come Albuquerque’s finest, knocking on Chuck’s door and demanding that he open up to explain what the heck is going on. “I’d prefer not to officers,” Chuck tells them through the door. Since what a suspect prefers isn’t top priority to the police, one of the patrolmen snoops around back and finds the probable cause that Chuck is busy ranting about from behind the front door. Mr. McGill’s destroyed power breaker and stockpiled fuel is enough reason for the cops to break down his door. Chuck’s warnings to them about his condition go unheeded, however, and result in him receiving the very last thing he wanted: a shot from a Taser.
Jimmy’s doing great, though! That little incident with the billboard resulted in a good number of leads. Unfortunately, “good” can only be used to describe the quantity and not the quality. First up is Big Ricky Sipes, an anti-government loon, whose collection of stuffed animals rivals that of your average 6-year-old girl. His are taxidermy, of course. Big Ricky Sipes has plans that live up to his name, and Jimmy is totally game, even after his new client reveals his intentions to secede from the Union. Why would Jimmy ever go along with such an insane scheme? The price is right. Jimmy will get $1 million* as retainer for taking on Mr. Sipes’ case.
*Small detail: Payment will come in the form of Sipes’ self-printed money.
Suffice it to say that Jimmy gets the hell out of there faster than if one of those stuffed antelope came back to life.
Next on the list of potential clients is Roland Jaycocks, who’s a pretty great one-scene character. Roland, a father of two, has turned his once-in-a-lifetime idea into an invention that’s in desperate need of a patent. The gadget is Tony the Toilet Buddy, a speaker that attaches to a toilet bowl and uses motion-sensing tech to deliver positive reinforcement to training toddlers. The catch is that it says questionable things like, “Give it to me, Chandler. I want it all.” When Jimmy understandably calls Roland out on the sexual innuendo, he’s chased from the house.
Perhaps third time’s the charm? For Jimmy, that charm comes in the form of Mrs. Strauss, an elderly collector of porcelain figurines. She needs her will and testament drawn up, and dammit if she’s going to let the Towheaded Twins or the Lute-Playing Angel go to the wrong family member. Luckily, she’s got a nice fellow like James M. McGill to help her out. There’s only the issue of his fee, and we all watch in agony as Mrs. Strauss tortuously extracts $140 from her change purse.
NEXT: The Revenge of Tony the Talking Toilet (not really)