Let’s talk about the game, and whether or not Kim Wexler is in it.
Jimmy insistedlast weekthat she’s not “She’s not even game-adjacent!”
and granted, he might really believe that.
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She’s bound to it because she’s bound to him, legally and emotionally.
He walks and walks; she waits and smokes.
She takes a pill; he swigs from his pee-bottle.
Jimmy takes back the extra, his cut, and Lalo strides out, free to flee to Mexico.
But don’t worry, he tells Jimmy: they’ll still do all kinds of business together!
He’s a friend of the cartel now!
She asks if it was worth it.
He can’t relax at home.
He can’t escape into work.
Mike tells Jimmy that our choices put us on a road.
Jimmy finds this, all of this, completely dissatisfying.
Oh, and it gets worse.
Cue Lalo finding Jimmy’s Suzuki at the bottom of a ravine with bullet holes in the door.
Cue him telling Nacho to turn around and take him back to Albuquerque.
Because heeeeeeere’s Lalo!
Now, he strides into Jimmy and Kim’s apartment, all smiles.
He wants to sit.
He wants to talk.
The more Jimmy repeats himself, the more Lalo grins.
He is pure, radiant, gleeful malevolence.
“I saw your car,” he says.
It seems impossible that this scene will end without someone getting shot.
You know it won’t be Jimmy.
And then, Kim steps up.
GET IT?!!)
“Bullet holes?”
“That’s what you’re on about?”
And oh my God, Jimmy was so wrong.
Kim Wexler isn’t just in the game.
She’s the better player.
She’s the ding-dang champion.
She calls Lalo Salamanca out.
He used Jimmy as a bagman, she says, because he had nobody else he could rely on.
“What kind of operation are you running here, anyway?”
Get your s— together.
Stop torturing the one man who went through hell to secure your ass."
And what a relief: Lalo isn’t smiling anymore.
He stares at Kim.
He stares at Jimmy.
And then, finally, he leaves.
