Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I mean, we're already--

Low-flow. That's good. Good thinking.

Anyway, now I've convinced myself that...

Yeah, I feel better already.

"Tender" is better than "submit," yeah?

What did I do to deserve this behaviour?

I figured something had to be wrong, really wrong.

I'm stressed out the wazoo.

- Great to meet you, Lynne. - You too.

Hey, come on. Let's get this over with.

Come on, I'll walk you out.

Both free to practise as we see fit.

Spark plugs are here somewhere. Just give me one more minute, okay?

That was all you, Kim. You did it once, you can do it again.

If you want it, it's yours.

We'll have freedom, but we aren't each trying to go it alone.

Find those spark plugs. We'll get your car started.

And then my car died.

He's not a forensics expert.

Hi. You've reached the law offices of Jimmy McGill.

Here's $10 for you.

I don't, uh-- Depends on what the letter is.

- So whose gun was it? - Who's to say?

I know I don't sound very good, but I'm just learning.

Thank you, Omar.

Don't be too tough on yourself.

- You make it sound easy. - No.

- Sounds good. We'll meet you there. - Sure. See you in a few.

Omar, would you be so kind as to take a letter for me?

...be colourful?

I've been trying to be the person someone else wants me to be for...