After last week's solid if sleepy opening, Better Call Saul has rediscovered its zany groove. Having earlier introduced viewers to the "Chicago Sunroof" – Google it or maybe don't – Jimmy was now banging on about "Hoboken squat cobbling". This was revealed to be a kinky sub-culture involving grown men wriggling in pies (a figment of show-runner Vince Gilligan's imagination, it hopefully comes as a relief to learn).
But amid the chuckles were intimations of darker days ahead. The lure of life on the wrong side of the tracks threatened Jimmy's otherwise flourishing relationship with Kim (Rhea Seehorn). We also reunited with McGill's dastardly/pitiable brother Chuck (Michael McKean), still with all the charm of a warthog sitting on a pointy object.
Yet amid renewed acquaintances came one significant farewell. Jimmy waved adieu to his mouldering Suzuki Esteem, replaced with a swanky Mercedes courtesy of new employers Davis and Mane.
As he sat in the gleaming Merc only to discover the cup-holder was too small for the "World's Second Best Lawyer" mug he'd received as a gift from Kim, it was as if the universe was sending McGill a message. A shiny S-Class was not where he was meant to be. Jimmy's destiny awaited him in the margins of polite society – in the world of beaten-up Suzukis and law chambers behind tatty nail saloons. He was running away from his true self. For how much longer could he keep it up? Here is what else we learned