And now, the series finale of "Better Call Saul."
Previously on "Better Call Saul..."
Thought you might want to know I'm still alive.
You should turn yourself in.
We're both too smart to throw our lives away
for no reason.
I'm glad you're alive.
Bernalillo County has my affidavit.
There's no physical evidence... No remaining witnesses
other than my ex-husband.
There's a criminal
standing in my kitchen, threatening me.
He's a wanted man and his name is Saul Goodman.
Slow down.
You're gonna make yourself sick.
You know...
we're sitting on seven million bucks here.
Literally.
And...?
I say we take it,
split it fifty-fifty,
take off.
It's not ours.
Could be.
Yeah, well, I know some people
who would have a problem with that.
Them?
Don't worry about them.
You feeling right?
First thing we do,
take six million bucks and build a time machine.
Those people that you're worried about?
They'll never find us.
Where would you go first, huh?
You... You look like a history buff, right? Hm.
What, would you go to Civil War times or...
um, Ancient Rome?
Oh, Christ.
Mm. Hmm.
December 8, 2001.
Why?
No. No.
March 17, 1984.
Day I took my first bribe.
And then I'd go forward.
There's some people I'd like to check on in five or ten years,
make sure they're doing okay.
You?
It's easy.
May 10, 1965.
That's the day Warren Buffett took over at Berkshire Hathaway.
I figure, got a million left from building the time machine,
so I'd take my half and just stick it into Berkshire.
Then I'd come back here and...
I'm a billionaire.
Ohh.
Is there such a thing as a trillionaire?
That's it. Money?
What else?
Nothing you'd change?
I'm rested.
Marion? Are you still there?
Yes! It's a... It's a little car. Beige.
I... I... I don't know the make.
Sixty-four, P...
F. T. Six.
He's headed south, towards Curtis.
Oh, please get him.
12-14 responding.
On that ten twenty-nine V as in Victor.
That's a Saturn Aura? Omaha dispatch: That is correct.
Saturn Aura, Nebraska six four Paul Frank Tom six.
White male, late 40s, about 5'11", 180 pounds.
"Hoover Max Extract Pressure-Pro, model sixty."
Hoover Pressure-Pro Max Extract, model sixty.
Ohh!
Anybody home?
Hands. Now.
I was at a party, just minding my own business.
You are under arrest.
I better call Saul!
Hi. I'm Saul Goodman.
Did you know that you have rights?
The Constitution says you do, and so do I.
I believe that, until proven guilty,
every man, woman, and child in this country is innocent.
And that's why I fight for you, Albuquerque! Better Call...
Hello, Krista? It's Gene.
Uh, uh, sorry I wasn't in this morning.
Did you open up okay?
I'm fine... C-Could you do me a favor?
The week's rotation needs to be posted by three.
Could you handle that?
Uh, one more thing. Um...
Just call the main office.
The... The number is on the bulletin board.
And, uh, let them know, um...
you're gonna need a new manager.
This is how they get you?
Jesus.
What were you thinking?
What... were... you...
thinking?!
Ow!
Shit!
Ah! Ah! Hey!
Ahh!
I need another phone call!
Another phone call!
William Oakley and Associates,
"Trust experience, trust Oakley."
Bill Oakley speaking.
"Trust experience, trust Oakley."
I like that. It's catchy.
You know who this is, right?
Saul?
You got it, buddy.
Wh-Wh-Wh-What are you, uh... What... What are y...
Uh, wha... Uh, what are you doing?
Uh, you know I'm gonna have to report this call.
Whoa. Calm down, Junior.
The cops know all about the call.
They're probably listening in.
The fact is, I'm standing in the middle
of a police station as we speak.
So they finally caught you.
Listen. This is your lucky day.
I am talking to Saul Goodman's new advisory counsel.
What?
Keep up, Bill. You hit the jackpot.
"Advisory counsel...?"
This puts you on the map, amigo.
Here's what you're gonna do.
You're gonna grab a flight to Omaha, Nebraska, ASAP.
There's nothing direct,
so you're gonna have to connect through Houston.
Wh... Who's paying for this?
You are. Listen. You hear that?
Hear what? Bang, bang!
That's opportunity knocking.
Get off your ass and answer the door.
Okay, on your way to the airport...
Wait. Wait. Hold on... I need you to make some calls.
Even supposing, hypothetically,
I'd be willing to take this on...
"Willing"? Bill, this is a career-maker.
Get real. You're doing this.
The DA has a warehouse of evidence against you...
I can't even begin to imagine what the Feds are sitting on.
No matter who your lawyer is, you are screwed.
So I've gotta ask...
Where do you see this ending?
Where do I see it ending? Um...
With me on top. Like always.
RICO.
Not five, not ten,
but twenty-seven predicate violations.
Federal conspiracy to manufacture and distribute
a controlled substance.
On this scale? Life sentence, stat max.
Money laundering.
Eight counts, twenty years each.
One hundred sixty years, stat max.
We'll argue for consecutive sentencing.
Accessory after the fact to multiple murders.
Including two decorated federal officers.
Fifteen years each.
By our count, that's life plus...
One hundred ninety.
Life plus one hundred ninety years.
All right. I'm willing to extend
a one-time, take-it-or-leave-it offer.
Here's the headline: thirty years.
Keep your nose clean, stay healthy,
you have a shot at seeing daylight in your old age.
Mr. Oakley, your "co-counsel,"
is he here with us?
Uh, listen, you've got Agent Schrader's widow back there.
Why don't you invite her in? Uh, wait a sec...
I mean, you owe her that much, don't you?
Well, no, she... she can't be present at a...
A plea negotiation. It's completely inappropriate.
She's already here.
Both parties agree. It's fine. Really.
They tell me they found you in a garbage dumpster.
Well, that makes sense.
My husband was the best man that I have ever known.
He lived to help others.
If somebody was in trouble, no matter the time,
no matter the place, Hank Schrader would be there.
With a smile and a joke.
He was kind,
he was decent,
he was strong.
His partner...
Steve Gomez.
Steve and Blanca
made a home that was warm and full of laughter.
Three children.
Three fatherless children.
Hank and Steve... the good guys.
They were shot dead
and left in a hole in the desert.
And you.
You helped the two-faced poisonous bastard behind it all.
For what?
Money.
You did it all for money.
No matter what they do with you now,
no matter where they put you or for how long,
it will never be enough.
Mrs...
Mrs. Schrader.
The loss that you've suffered...
It's unspeakable.
I met your husband a few times.
He was a man who stood by his word
and was very good at his job.
A straight shooter.
You and he are...
victims.
And so am I.
Two years ago a man came into my office.
He said his name was Mayhew.
He wanted one of my clients to lie under oath.
He offered me money.
I declined.
Any lawyer would.
That night, as I was leaving my office, I was attacked.
Two men threw a sack over my head,
they hogtied me, and they drove me out into the desert.
And when they pulled the hood off,
I was kneeling in front of an open grave.
With a gun pointed at my head.
That was myintroduction to Walter White.
From that moment on,
there hasn't been a minute that I wasn't afraid.
Yeah. I worked for him. I made a lot of money.
But that's not why I did it.
I did it because I knew what he would do to me if I refused.
Over and over, I thought about going to the police.
I even thought about talking to Agent Schrader.
But I knew that Walter White would kill me, wherever I was.
And I was right.
You look it up.
October 4, 2009.
They murdered ten men inside three prisons
in the space of two minutes.
Knifed. Throats slashed.
A man was burned alive.
They even killed one of my colleagues, a lawyer.
He was cooperating with the DEA.
Daniel Wachsburger.
The news said Dan was stabbed 48 times.
So, yeah, when it all blew up, I ran.
But not from the police.
From them.
Walter White might be dead,
but Jesse Pinkman and the others?
They're still out there, somewhere.
Mrs. Schrader...
you are looking at a man who has lost everything.
My profession. My family. My freedom.
I have... I have nobody.
I have nothing.
And you think jurors are gonna buy that?
One.
All I need is one.
Oakley tells me that you've never lost a case.
Is that so?
That's a hell of a record.
You should be proud of that.
Still...
Juries, right?
Whew. You never can tell.
It's a roll of the dice.
I'm just... I'm hoping there's some wiggle room.
You are not going to negotiate with this man.
You're not.
Seventeen.
After sentence has been imposed on the counts
to which defendant pleads guilty as agreed herein,
the government will move to dismiss
Counts Three through Nine of the indictment.
Eighteen.
Based on the facts now known to the government,
the anticipated offense level is 35,
which, when combined with
the anticipated criminal history category of I,
results in an anticipated
advisory sentencing guidelines range
of 85 to 90 months imprisonment,
in addition to any supervised release,
fine, and restitution the Court may impose.
Seven and a half years.
Let's get this thing signed and get the hell out of here.
We're good with that.
"Nineteen.
Term to be served at FCI Butner Low, North Carolina.
Wing D."
FCI Butner Low.
It's a great location. Very nice weather.
It's the only federal institution with a golf program.
It was good enough for Bernie Madoff...
This is an actual request?
Are you kidding?
I give you guys half a chance,
you're gonna throw me into gen pop in some hellhole.
I visited a client once at ADX Montrose.
"The Alcatraz of the Rockies."
No. No, that's a dealbreaker, my friend.
FCI Butner Low. Wing...
D. Wing D.
"Wing D."
And now we are done.
Ah, as Steve Jobs used to say... one more thing.
"Twenty.
During incarceration, Defendant Goodman to receive
one pint Blue Bell mint chocolate chip ice cream
every Friday for the duration."
Are you kidding?
He's kidding.
"Blue Bell Mint Chocolate Chip."
No substitutions.
Okay. That's it.
Hold on. I can oil everybody's locks.
No more games.No. I got a sweetener.
It's nothing I've talked about.
New arena. Primo stuff.
Go.
Inside story, previously unknown felony homicide.
It concerns a prominent Albuquerque attorney
who, uh, disappeared, believed to have killed himself.
Howard Hamlin?
You're talking about Howard Hamlin.
That's your "sweetener"?
He's trying to sell us the Hamlin thing.
He thought he really had something.
Sounds like you and your ex
aren't talking on a regular basis.
Kim Wexler walked into
the Albuquerque DA's office last month.
She spilled her guts about Howard Hamlin... on the record.
You got nothing left to sell.
Last chance.
Do we go to trial, or do we have a deal?
Yes! Yes, we have a deal.
Let's get this in writing. Not a word changes.
Ugh. Of course.
Am I gonna be sorry if I ask what's going on?
I'm putting a stop to it.
A stop to what?
To what?
Listen. Just... No. Just listen.
That click?
The click.
The flame is lighting
and then it keeps going out.
So it's either a thermocouple that's corroded
or we have a short.
A thermocouple is corroded. Okay. I got it.
Hey, uh, maybe we could just unplug it?
Or cut a wire or something? No. Listen.
I see no reason to stay down here without hot water...
when it's something that I can easily fix.
Aha!
I think this will do the trick.
You wouldn't happen to have a pocket knife or a screwdriver
in one of those bags, would you?
No.
What? Speak up!
No.
Come on!
There we go.
Yeah.
This should work.
Hey, you're a scientist, right?
So, uh, I have a question.
What would you do if you had a time machine?
A time machine?
Yeah, um...
From a scientist's point of view.
You can go backwards, forwards.
Uh, where would you go?
A meaningless question.
Time...
A time machine.
Look, time travel,
the kind of time travel that you're thinking of,
is a scientific impossibility.
It would violate the Second Law of Thermodynamics.
Uh, but what about a wormhole? Ohh!
Well, I was watching "NOVA," and Alan Alda seemed to think...
Oh, well, then Alan Alda... he's the expert.
Oh, Christ. Are you kidding me?
Quantum mechanics? We're discussing that now?
Stay in your lane.
It's just a thought experiment.
There's gotta be something you'd go back and change
if you could.
Oh, you are not talking about a time machine,
which is both a real and theoretical impossibility.
You are talking about regrets.
So if you want to ask about regrets,
just ask about regrets and leave all this
time-traveling nonsense out of it.
Okay. Regrets, then.
Regrets.
Yeah.
My regrets. All right, well...
My regrets...
Well...
When I was a graduate student,
I started a company with some...
At the time, I thought they were my friends.
Our goal was to commercialize discoveries that I had made.
And...
at a certain point...
I stepped away.
I thought I was doing the gentlemanly thing.
But little did I understand
that they were artfully maneuvering me
into leaving my own creation.
And had I stayed, oh...
Well...
I wouldn't be down here with you.
So you started a company. Is it still around?
Oh, yes.
Is it successful?
Very.
How could you never tell me about this?
We could have done something with this.
Wrongful termination, intellectual property theft,
uh, patent fraud.
I mean, I coulda sunk my teeth into this!
You'd have been the last lawyer I'd have gone to.
Yeah. Sure.
So, what about you?
Regrets?
Y... Wait. I got one.
You know what? Never mind.
When I was twenty... um, twenty-two,
I pulled a slip and fall outside Marshall Field's.
Uh... I did.
And I was stupid and young and I was trying to show off.
So I hit the ice as fast as I could.
I biffed it so hard, I heard a crack!
Whew. Wasn't the ice... it was me.
I actually hurt myself.
I mean, I... My knee has never been the same.
"A slip and fall"?
Yeah. That's how I put myself through bartending school.
Right.
So...
So you were always like this.
Sorry.
Ssst! Bill! Hey.
I'm just going to...
Sir, this man is a federal prisoner. I'm a U.S. Marshal.
I ask you not to speak to him.
That's my lawyer.
Is that true? You're his lawyer?
Yes.
You'll have other opportunities to talk to your client.
Please move out of the aisle. - No, hold on.
N-Nothing I say in front of you is privileged, right?
That's right.
So if I talk to my attorney and we let something slip
that could help the government's case,
you could pass it along to the prosecution.
Totally clean.
Correct.
With that in mind, you're sure we can't have a few words?
Make it fast.
She confessed. What's the DA gonna do with it?
No witnesses, no physical evidence...
If I had to guess...
Most likely they sit on it. Permanently.
Okay.
No, not "okay."
Not for her. Her problem's not the DA.
What then?
Well, apparently, Kim took her sworn and notarized statement
and hand delivered it to Hamlin's widow.
No.Yes.
She opened herself up to a civil suit.
The widow can take her for everything she has
and everything she's gonna have, in perpetuity.
So, is she? Suing?
Look, all I can tell you for sure
is that Mrs. Hamlin's out lawyer shopping as we speak.
Not that she bothered to call me.
Hey, can I, uh, go to the john now?
I'm going.
Hold up, Bill.
No, wait. You're gonna love this.
The Hamlin thing? The government doesn't know the half of it.
As soon as we land, I want you to tell the other side
that I've got more to trade, okay?
I j-just remembered something that'll make their toes curl.
Okay.
Anything that makes their "toes curl" is bound to jam Kim up.
If it involves her.
Oh, it involves her.
Kim's already got a civil suit hanging over her head.
You give the government more,
maybe they bring the hammer down.
What more are you gonna get?
What's left?
You don't understand.
It's really good ice cream.
Boys again? Girls this time.
Well, she's not sleeping for a year or two.
At least. Is she coming back?
She'll have to.
Josh is a twin, isn't he?
Oh, yeah. And it's his birthday next week.
I always take him out, just the two of us,
because, you know, he had to share everything.
Well, that's nice. It's either Red Lobster
or that new Middle Eastern place...
The one over on Wickham.
Top something? Topkapi.
That's it. Topkapi.
Glen took you there, didn't he? What'd you guys think?
Uh, it wasn't...
Not good, huh?
No, uh. No. It was fine.
Would Josh like it?
He... He might.
Okay. Another birthday at Red Lobster.
He can live with that.
What did we get them for the shower? A stroller, right?
Yeah, one of the nice ones with the shock absorbers.
With twins? They might need a double stroller...
You, too, Donny.
Seana, Donny from TPC Sawgrass, line four.
Hey, Tammy. I'm leaving early.
Can you let Ricardo know?
Sure. No prob.
Thanks.
Palm Coast Sprinkler.
Watering your world since 1978...
If he shows up, you keep that door locked.
You call the police, and then you call me.
Any time, day or night. Okay?
Okay. I'll see you Thursday.
Let me know if you need me to pick you up.
All right. Thank you.Okay.
Ladies, it's right this way.
Sorry about the heat. AC's on the fritz.
Fill this out. And, before you ask, there's no charge.
All our services are free.
Oh, a-actually, I'm here to see if I can volunteer.
You want to volunteer?
Yes.
Can you answer a phone?
Sure.
Then there you go.
Central Florida Legal Aid. How can I help you?
Hello?
Kim? Yes.
This is Suzanne Ericsen.
Hi, Suzanne.
I want to make it clear this call is completely unofficial.
All right.
I shouldn't even be talking to you.
But considering everything, I think it's only right
you know what's going on.
You've seen the news?
I don't think so.
Your ex, "Saul Goodman"?
He was arrested in Nebraska.
He's been extradited to New Mexico.
When was this?
Two days ago.
But that's not why I'm calling.
He's giving testimony that affects you, personally.
What kind of testimony?
It's showtime.
Courtroom deputy: All rise
for the right honorable Judge Samantha Small.
Court's now in session. Please take a seat.
Okay, item one on the calendar,
CR 10-7253 United States of America versus...
Defendant has requested to use the name Saul Goodman.
So it's "United States versus Saul Goodman."
Counsel, please state your appearances.
AUSA George Castellano.
With me is Elizabeth Nooryani, Trial Attorney from the
Drug Enforcement Section of the Department of Justice;
AUSAs Sarah Braddock, Neel Patel, and Hillary Park
and Special Agent in Charge Austin Ramey from the D.E.A.
Also present in the courtroom:
Zachary Hernandez, Special Agent in Charge
of the FBI in New Mexico.
Your Honor, I'd also like to note the presence of the victims
who are here this morning...
Marie Schrader and Blanca Gomez.
William Oakley appearing as advisory counsel.
Saul Goodman appearing on his own behalf.
Good morning.
The defendant still wants to represent himself?
Uh... That's right, your Honor.
Okay.
The parties have reached a plea agreement
satisfactory to both sides.
However, I have reviewed the government's
sentencing recommendations and...
well, I have questions.
Mr. Castellano, will you please come up to the microphone?
Mr. Castellano, today we consider the sentence
for a defendant who will be pleading guilty
to multiple felonies, RICO offenses,
money laundering, conspiracy,
accessory after the fact to the murder of federal officers.
And for these offenses,
the government's sentencing recommendation is seven years.
Your Honor, I can assure you my colleagues and I gave
every aspect of this recommendation
careful consideration.
Help me understand.
Has the defendant provided
substantial assistance to the government?
Your Honor?
Mr. Oakley, please advise your client
to stay silent at this time.
Your Honor, with respect, Mr. Oakley is advisory counsel.
I'm representing myself here today.
If I may say something that I think will help the court
fully understand the situation?
Mr. Goodman, you are the beneficiary
of the most generous sentencing recommendation
I've seen in 22 years on the bench.
Any statement you make imperils that recommendation.
I'm very aware of that, Your Honor.
Uh, if you'll allow me to speak,
I... I think I can save the court's valuable time.
Go ahead. Briefly.
Two years ago a man came into my office.
He said his name was Mayhew.
He wanted one of my clients to lie for him under oath.
He offered me money.
I refused.
That night, as I was leaving my office, I was attacked.
A bag was shoved over my head, I was hogtied,
I was driven out into the desert.
And when they pulled the hood off,
I was kneeling in front of an open grave
with a gun pointed at my head.
That was my introduction to Walter White!
I was terrified.
But not for long.
That night, I saw opportunity.
A shot at big money.
And I grabbed it and I held it tight.
And for the next sixteen months, my every waking moment
was spent building Walter White's drug empire.
Hold on, Mr. Goodman. Stop right there.
Consult Mr. Oakley before you say another word.
Your Honor, I believe the court deserves the whole truth.
You are contradicting your plea agreement's
sworn factual basis.
No offense, Your Honor, but I...
I think I know the law here better than you do.
Your Honor, we'd like to request a recess.
No, we do not need a recess.
Your Honor, we are satisfied for Mr. Goodman to continue.
Your Honor, I'd like to petition to withdraw from this case.
Denied. Respectfully...
Not a chance.
Bobbi, swear Mr. Goodman in.
Do you swear that the evidence
you shall give to the court in this matter
shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth
so help you God?
I do.
Mr. Goodman, you are now under oath.
Any false statement you make can be used in prosecution
for perjury or obstruction of justice.
Do you understand?
Yes.
All right.
In the last 24 hours,
have you used any alcohol or other drugs?
No, Your Honor.
Are you taking any prescription medications?
No.
All right.
Continue.
Oh, um, I lied to the government about, uh, Kim Wexler.
Uh, I fed them a load of B.S.
about her involvement in Howard Hamlin's murder.
I just... I just wanted her to come here today.
I wanted her to hear this.
So, yeah, I wasn't there when the meth was cooked.
I wasn't there when it was sold.
I didn't witness any of the murders.
But I damn well knew it was happening.
I was more than a willing participant.
I was indispensable.
I kept Walter White out of jail, I laundered his money,
I lied for him, I conspired with him,
and I made millions.
If he hadn't walked into my office that day,
Walter White would have been dead
or behind bars within a month.
And Agent Schrader and Agent Gomez
and a whole lot of other people would still be alive.
The fact is,
Walter White couldn't have done it
without me.
You got that?
Your Honor, we move to strike Mr. Goodman's comments.
On what grounds?
Speculation. Speculation?
He's testifying to his own actions.
Your Honor, uh, he's describing events
that wouldhave transpired had he acted differently.
I have one more thing to say.
- Sit down, Mr. Goodman. Now. - Please, your Honor. Please.
The government urges the court
to allow Mr. Goodman to continue.
How is that not speculation?
All right, Mr. Goodman.
Go ahead.
What happened to Howard Hamlin...
it was...
I can't even...
After that,
Kim had the guts to start over.
She left town, but...
I'm the one who ran away.
And my brother Chuck...
Uh, Charles McGill.
Y-You may have known him.
He was an incredible lawyer, as...
The most brilliant guy I ever met.
But he was limited.
I tried.
I could have tried harder.
I should have.
Instead, when... Your Honor.
Bill, please. Just let me get through this.
Instead, when I saw a chance to hurt him, I took it.
I got his malpractice insurance canceled.
I took away the one thing he lived for...
The law.
After that, he killed himself.
And I'll live with that.
What was all that?
That thing with your brother, that wasn't even a crime.
Yeah, it was.
Mr. Goodman, sit down and stay seated.
The name's McGill.
I'm James McGill.
Your Honor, in view of the defendant's confession...
Your Honor, we'd like to request a recess...
the Government withdraws its sentencing recommendation... Now, hold on.
That was not a confession. That was... and urges this court
to impose the statutory maximum for each of these offenses.
That was not a confession. It was merely, uh, a single point of view...
Furthermore, your Honor, a second additional hearing
is required... in a very complex, uh, narrative...
in order to assess the additional claims Mr. Goodman...
I'm sorry... Mr. McGill has now admitted to...
including perjury on this court, your Honor.
Did you ground yourself?
Yes, I did!
Oh, crap!
I was starting to worry.
My car conked out on I-40.
I almost got creamed by a cement truck.
Oh, um, they had those apples that you like.
I got you half a dozen Fuji.
Um, and the newsstand on Central
said they might start carrying the Financial Times.
So that's good, right?
What?
You know, I could hire someone to do this.
I could get someone from the office.
I'm doing it.
Yeah, every day?
While you're trying to start a... practice?
Why?
'Cause you're my brother.
Duh. You'd do the same for me.
Mm. Well, you could stay for a while.
We could talk.
Talk? What about?
Well, your cases. Your clients.
Youwant to talk about myclients?
Seriously? You want to talk about, uh,
the granny who got picked up for soliciting
inside the Christian Science Reading Room?
Wh... What about the kid who broke into a liquor store
and drank five bottles of crème de menthe
and then passed out behind the counter?
They deserve a vigorous defense.
Like any other client.
Or maybe you just wanna tell me what I'm doing wrong.
That's not what I had in mind.
I'm hoping you didn't steal that from a motel ice machine.
You can hope.
I'm gonna take a pass on the heart-to-heart, Chuck.
One of my "deserving" clients...
He got caught waving the weenie outside a Hobby Lobby.
Hold on. You got to reimburse yourself.
Mnh. This one's on me.
Jimmy...
If you don't like where you're heading,
there's no shame in going back and changing your path.
Ohh. When have you ever "changed your path"?
Hey. Think on it.
We always end up having the same conversation, don't we?
I'll see ya tomorrow, Chuck.
And I might have the Financial Times.
I know you?
Hey.
"Better Call Saul."
Right?
McGill.
Wha'?
I'm McGill.
Don't give me that.
You're Saul!
It's Better Call Saul.
No shit. Deep voice: Psst! Psst!
Back here, yo.
Back here.
See? Toldja!
It's Better Call Saul!
You're right. Better Call Saul.
Yeah. Better Call Saul.
Better...
Call...
Saul.
Better...
Call...
Saul.
Better Call Saul!
All of you, shut up! Better Call Saul!
Better Call Saul! I said shut up!
Better Call Saul! Shut the hell up!
Better Call Saul!
Better Call...
Saul! Lawyer's here!
I got ya, Saul.
Ma'am? No cuffs, please.
Thank you.
Hi, Jimmy.
Hi.
How did you...?
Uh, turns out my New Mexico bar card
doesn't have an expiration date.
You had them down to seven years.
Yeah, I did.
Eighty-six years.
But with good behavior...
who knows?
Here we go, here we go.
I'm Bob Odenkirk, and I wanted to say hi.
I want to say thank you to the fans of "Better Call Saul."
How do I even begin to thank the fans?
Hmm. I'll try not to cry.
We are nothing without the fans.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I'm not finding the words I'd like,
so let's pause it for a second, just one second.
I got to play Howard Hamlin for six years,
and the only reason I got to do it for six years
is because of the fans.
You guys have truly been Kim Wexler's confidante
in many, many, many scenes, her closest confidante.
And I appreciate it so much.
The fans have shown an appreciation that gave me
a greater appreciation for the stories
and reminded me how fortunate I am
to have been a part of it.
Took us a long time to get this thing done.
We really enjoyed it, and I hope you guys enjoy it just as much.
This show has you on the edge of your seat,
and you fans are responsible for keeping us here
and having us make really wonderful, powerful,
profound entertainment, so thank you.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much.
Hey, "Better Call Saul" fans.
Hey, it's Vince. And Peter.
I'm sad that this era has come to an end.
That's a wrap.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
I gotta thank everybody who's watched the show.
What a wonderful, wonderful time of my life.
And hope we've made you happy.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
- Thanks. - Thank you.
Thank you so much.
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