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Quel pianto in autobus l'ha liberata dai sensi di colpa accumulati nel corso degli ultimi anni, l'ha condotta verso una rinnovata serenità verso una vita, senza Jimmy, tutta da ricostruire ma svuotata da quel senso di colpa che per 6 anni l'aveva trascinata nell'oblio.
Il series finale ci restituisce una Kim pronta a tornare padrona del suo destino.
Il primo passo? Tornare ad essere una donna capace di fare la differenza, non più come avvocato ma come, magari, assistente paralegale.
E cosi assistiamo a quello che pare un addio alla Waterworks ed un tuffo istintivo nel volontariato, pronta ad assistere, legalmente e paralegalmente, donne, uomini, anziani e giovani vittime del sistema giudiziario.
Kim sembra, per poche ore, ritrovata.

Durerà un attimo perchè, dall'altro capo del telefono, le viene riferito, ufficiosamente, che Saul Goodman sta dettagliatamente rivelando molte cose sul conto di Kim, cose che, a quanto pare, trascinerebbero anche lei nell'abisso.
La telecamera zooma all'indietro, un po' come aveva fatto in "Breaking Bad" quando, la più importante delle telefonate, fu mostrata da lontano, quasi come se le sensazioni sui volti dei personaggi fossero più importanti delle parole stesse che quella telefonata stava producendo.
E' tempo, anche per Kim, di tornare ad Albuquerque.
Il bianco e nero oramai non va più via.
E' il momento di ritornare in aula, stavolta senza l'aura da avvocatessa impeccabile, senza un Jimmy a cui raccontare dei propri casi.
Ci sarà Saul ad attenderla, quel viscido e, sentimentalmente, annichilito Saul con cui aveva siglato aridamente firme e controfirme che ne sancissero il divorzio.
Quell'uomo sarebbe stato capace di tutto. Anche di trascinarla a fondo con lui.
Il suo Jimmy, d'altro canto, no.

Ha abboccato. Il tranello teso da Saul, la sua presunta confessione ha spaventato cosi tanto Kim da voler essere presente ma, oltre ad impaurirla, l'ha certamente scossa alle fondamenta. Per Kim sembra impossibile. Non può credere a quelle storie. Saul non la comprometterà. Jimmy non lo avrebbe fatto ed in quella matrioska di identità e personalità Jimmy è ancora lì, magari sepolto ma non definitivamente morto, o almeno è quella la sua speranza più grande.

Il cuore di Jimmy batte forte e nessuno potrà impedirgli di fare quello che sta per fare, di pregiudicare quello che sta per pregiudicare, di recuperare ciò che sta per recuperare.
Il monologo che avevamo ascoltato pochi minuti prima al cospetto di Marie, Castellano e tutti gli altri sta per essere ripetuto ma questa volta la verità verrà piegata al servizio di qualcosa di più profondo e fondamentale rispetto ad una diminuzione di pena.
Kim è lì. Batte il piede. E' ansiosa di scoprire cosa quell'uomo voglia dire. E' ansiosa di capire se dietro quel vestito sgargiante che sembra coloratissimo anche nel monochrome di questo episodio, quella pettinatura ordinata e quel viso rasato e lucidato a nuovo si trovi ancora Saul o stia emergendo una spalla, un gomito, un orecchio, un ginocchio del suo Jimmy.

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 hog-tied, 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
Lo sconcerto è generale. Saul Goodman stava davvero ritrattando tutto?
Quello scarafaggio sopravvissuto a mille tempeste radioattive sta davvero gettando alle ortiche la più significativa riduzione di pena che quel giudice avesse mai visto?
E', forse, uscito di senno?
Oakley va ne panico.
Vuole ricusarsi. Castellano è incredulo.
Kim non capisce o forse ha già capito tutto.
Saul è stato spazzato via cosi come Gene poco prima quando, nel buio della prigione ed in presenza di quella scritta sul muro aveva lasciato a Saul le redini della propria vita.

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The Kim who had made this choice was never the same again.
Flown to Florida, heartbroken and with no cards to play, she had managed to move on but settling for a mediocre job at Waterworks, a mediocre boyfriend, flat conversations, and nonexistent stimulation.
That choice had sacrificed Jimmy, spawning Saul Goodman, but it had also overwhelmed and crippled Kim Wexler, erasing from memory the tenacious, determined, bright, vital woman we had come to know in the last few seasons, strong in that special, breathtaking bond with Jimmy.
Returning to Albuquerque and spilling the beans to the authorities and Howard's widow was cathartic.
That crying on the bus freed her from the guilt that had accumulated over the past few years, led her to a renewed serenity toward a life, without Jimmy, all to be rebuilt but emptied of the guilt that had dragged her into oblivion for 6 years.
The series finale returns to us a Kim ready to be master of her destiny again.
The first step? To return to being a woman capable of making a difference, no longer as a lawyer but as, perhaps, a paralegal assistant.
And so we witness what seems like a farewell to Waterworks and an instinctive plunge into volunteer work, ready to assist, legally and paralegally, women, men, the elderly and young victims of the justice system.
Kim seems, for a few hours, found.
But then, a phone call comes in.
From Albuquerque.
Kim is made aware that her ex was arrested 2 days earlier in Nebraska.
Rhea Seehorn gives us a first taste (it will not be the last) of her prowess, restoring to us all the potential emotional breakdown that such news can give to those who have lived a thousand lives with that person capable of being everything and the opposite of everything, a unique love and an irredeemable criminal.
Is that liberation we see on his face?
Is it a strange new sense of guilt?
Is it anger?
Is it melancholy?
It will last a moment because, on the other end of the phone, she is told, off the record, that Saul Goodman is detailing many things about Kim, things that would apparently drag her into the abyss as well.
The camera zooms back, somewhat as it had done in "Breaking Bad" when, the most important of the phone calls was shown from a distance, almost as if the feelings on the characters' faces were more important than the very words that call was producing.
It is time, even for Kim, to return to Albuquerque.
The black and white is now no longer going away.
It is time to return to the courtroom, this time without the aura of the flawless lawyer, without a Jimmy to tell about her cases.
There will be Saul waiting for her, that slimy and, sentimentally, annihilated Saul with whom she had aridly initialed signatures and countersignatures sanctioning their divorce.
The man would have been capable of anything. Even of dragging her down with him.
Her Jimmy, on the other hand, was not.
As he had shown in that masterpiece Fun & Games (full review here), Jimmy would have sacrificed his own life to save Kim's.
Who will be there, waiting for her, in handcuffs, in Albuquerque?
Jimmy or Saul?

It's Showtime.
It really is.
It is Jimmy/Saul himself who tells us this when, seated in the dock, he whispers, mostly to himself, the legendary phrase Jimmy used to repeat to himself before every harangue. It was time to enter the arena and slaughter as many bulls as he could.
This would be his last rodeo.
Let the show begin but first a roundup of the men and women in the court.
There is Castellano and his staff, we catch a glimpse of Marie Shrader and Steve Gomez's widow, there is Oakley, on the bench peeps the judge.
Before sitting down, Jimmy/Saul turns a glance to the back of the courtroom.
He is there.
Kim is there.
She took the bait. The trap set by Saul, his alleged confession scared Kim so much that she wanted to be there but, besides frightening her, it certainly shook her to her foundations. For Kim, it seems impossible. She cannot believe those stories. Saul will not compromise her. Jimmy would not and in that matryoshka of identities and personalities Jimmy is still there, perhaps buried but not permanently dead, or at least that is her greatest hope.
What he doesn't know is that it was Jimmy who asked Saul to concoct that plan and initiate the most unpredictable act of redemption we could imagine.
Here comes the coup de theatrè, one that only Jimmy/Saul could have skillfully scripted, one of those tricks that would have caused intense vibrations in Kim.
The chill is about to return down the backs of Saul, of Kim, of all of us viewers.
The plea process is underway but Saul asks for the floor.
Oakley enjoins him to keep quiet, even the judge advises him not to compromise. That plea bargain is too favorable to be jeopardized in any way.
But Saul is fading and no longer has much control.
Jimmy's heart is beating fast and no one will be able to stop him from doing what he is about to do, from prejudging what he is about to prejudge, from recovering what he is about to recover.
The monologue we had heard a few minutes earlier in the presence of Marie, Castellano and all the others is about to be repeated but this time the truth will be bent in the service of something deeper and more fundamental than a lessening of punishment.
Kim is there. She is tapping her foot. She is anxious to find out what the man means. She is anxious to find out if behind that garish dress that looks colorful even in this episode's monochrome, that neat hairdo and that shaved, newly polished face is still Saul or is emerging a shoulder, an elbow, an ear, a knee of her Jimmy.

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 hog-tied, 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.
The bewilderment is general. Was Saul Goodman really recanting everything?
Is that cockroach who survived a thousand radioactive storms really throwing out the most significant sentence reduction that judge had ever seen?
Has he, perhaps, lost his mind?
Oakley panics.
He wants to recuse himself. Castellano is incredulous.
Kim doesn't understand or perhaps has already figured it all out.
Saul is wiped out just as Gene was shortly before when, in the darkness of the prison and in the presence of that writing on the wall he had left the reins of his life to Saul.
It is the second passing of the baton in this episode but it will not be the last.
Jimmy is back among us.
Prison awaits him.
And not for only seven years or so.
What seem like the words of an unhinged, masochist, will take on, soon enough, a huge significance.
For him.
For Kim.
For us viewers.

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