Howard’s End, indeed. The title of Clara’s pick for, well, every major 1993 Oscar (it did win a couple, though Unforgiven snagged the big prize) could just as well headline the story of Hamlin, Hamlin & McGill come 2003. Howard Hamlin, Jimmy’s inherent adversary-turned-feeble insomniac, continues sharing too much, confiding in Jimmy that desks are empty around HHM because of what the consultants call “right-sizing.” He hasn’t slept in God knows how long, the thickness of his stubble is — as Jimmy cruelly observes — threatening to overshadow the fine hair atop his head, and a combination of the firm’s stained reputation and financial burdens triggered by Chuck’s death have left him a shell. “Get your shit together,” Jimmy admonishes, echoing his unsolicited dressing down of Mr. Niff.
We had a good thing you stupid son of a bitch! We had Fring. We had a lab. We had everything we needed, and it all ran like clockwork. You could've shut your mouth, cooked, and made as much money as you ever needed. It was perfect. But no, you just had to blow it up. You and your pride and your ego! You just had to be the man. If you'd done your job, known your place, we'd all be fine right now.
I wonder if it wasn't intentional to let us see the name of the restaurant where Jimmy meets Kim (Forque). The sign could have been removed or obscured or a different location chosen for Jimmy's version of the incipient panic attack that Kim experiences in Mesa Verde's model room, but they let us know that we're at a "fork." Which is either coincidence or cornier than a moonshiner's mash.
You’re a shitty lawyer Howard but a hell of a salesman. Get out there and sell.
Gus: "One day, much of the fruit was gone from my tree, Pieces were scattered on the ground half-eaten. I thought it was probably a coati. I built a snare using branches and wire. It didn't take long for the animal to set it off, but the coati thrashed so hard it broke out of the snare, broke its leg as well. I tried to grab it, but it slipped away... It ran under the house. I knew it would show itself sooner or later, so i waited, for hours, Into the night. When my brother called for me, I did not answer. I didn't make a sound. I was so still. Finally, it came out.. it knew I was there but it was hungry. This time I was ready. I caught it. It fought me, but I was stronger. The merciful thing would've been to kill it. I kept it ... and it lived for quite some time".
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