The first season finale of Better Call Saul was a tad lackluster, but the light at the end of the tunnel is that Slippin' Jimmy is now well on his way to becoming Saul Goodman.
Jimmy dropped off all his Sandpiper Crossing shit to Hamlin and collected a $20,000 check for his referral. Hamlin actually acted like a halfway decent person and told Jimmy he never wanted things to end up the way they did. Jimmy gave Hamlin a list of all the things Chuck needs delivered to him on a daily basis, then he takes off.
While Jimmy was leading a game of Bingo at the senior center, he lost his mind a bit while pulling numbers. He ended up telling the people about this one time in Chicago when he gave the guy who was sleeping with his wife the "Chicago Sunroof"—a delightful little move in which you climb to the top of a car and take a shit through the sunroof.
The only problem was that unbeknownst to Jimmy, the guy's young sons were in the backseat. The DA charged him with indecent exposure and labeled him a sex offender until Chuck came in and saved him.
“One little Chicago Sun Roof, and suddenly I’m Charles Manson!” he said. “And that’s where it all went off the rails. I’ve been paying for it ever since. That’s why I’m here.
Later, Jimmy pulled up in a cab to a Chicago bar and found his old scamming buddy Marco. The two catch up on life, and before you know it the two are on a week long scamming binge together. During their last scam, before Jimmy heads back to New Mexico, Marco had a heart attack and died.
After the funeral, Jimmy got a call from Kim who told him that a new law firm was impressed with his work on Sandpiper Crossing and wants to hire him. Jimmy headed back to New Mexico to meet with the firm, but as he entered the parking lot at the courthouse and saw Mike, he had a revelation.
Jimmy: Did I dream it? Or did I have $1,600,000 on my desk, in cash? When I close my eyes, I can still see it, burned into my retinas like I was staring into the sun. No one on God’s green earth knew we had it. We could have split it 50/50. We could have gone home with $800,000 each, tax-free! Why didn’t we? What stopped us?
Mike: I remember you saying something about doing the right thing. You wanna know why I didn’t take that money? Me personally, I was hired to do a job, I did it, that’s as far as it goes.
Jimmy: Yeah, well, I know what stopped me, and you know what? It’s never stopping me again.
And with that, he sped off in his car and bailed on the interview.
That's it, that's how it ended. No real cliff hanger except for the fact that Jimmy is done doing the right thing because it gets you nowhere. What did you think of the season finale? Let us know in the comments below!
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