Meanwhile, Unser breaks into Tara's office and steals the copies she's made of the letters. He leaves a stack of blank pages in their place, which is baffling and dumb, given that he grabs the blank paper from her fax machine and it would be five minutes' work to make a second set of copies. Then Tara would never know someone had broken into her office, and Unser would still have what he needed. But that's apparently too logical.
Potter's war room: At this point, the nest of post-its on one wall has turned into a veritable rat-king of paper and there's a crude timeline attached like a tail. Roosevelt comes in, and Potter exposits about the Galindo cartel (It's organized! As cartels are!) before asking how Juice is coming along. Roosevelt says, "We're close, but he's going to need some assurances, so you're going to have to close the deal." Potter's not buying it: "We need to set the hook deeper into his mouth before I risk stepping out behind the magic curtain." Roosevelt's all, "And you will be doing this... how?" Potter wants Juice to pull a sample from the cocaine -- "a couple grams. Let us confirm point of origin and his level of commitment." Roosevelt slowly points out that if Juice gets caught, he's dead. Potter patiently says, "That's the point. It proves the risk of getting outed for color is greater than the risk of working with us." Roosevelt is not a fan of this, and argues that playing the race card thusly could blow back on him: "Word gets out that I got someone killed leveraging color?" Potter pretends he cares about this and tells Roosevelt, "I'll make sure your involvement with Juan Carlos is stricken from the record. No credit, no responsibility. Fair enough?" Roosevelt agrees, but the minute he leaves, some nameless agent says, "You know we can't strike him from the record. Shit's already been uploa--" "Shhh," says Potter. Aw, man. Why does every fed on this show have to be an unscrupulous SOB? And why does Roosevelt -- who is doing a fine job filling the moral vacuum Hale left after he was spread across the pavement -- have to have so much shit piled on him?
Unser's at the trailer of despair, reading the letters and grimacing in dismay. He's thrown them into his little fire bowl right as Clay comes motoring up. Clay sees what Unser is doing and sprints over to retrieve the letters from the fire. Unser shouts, "I wish I had never found them! The lies were easier to stomach." Clay snarls, "Save the pain and sorrow for my old lady." Unser replies, "That's the difference between you and me, Clay. I actually feel bad for some of the shit I've done. The lie you fed me about why John Teller needed to die... you told me JT's weakness was going to bring violence to Charming... JT wasn't weak. He was conflicted. He wanted to end guns, go legit. That's why you killed him and had me cover it up." Clay deflects, as Clay always does. Unser helpfully exposits about JT's letters detailing Clay's two prior attempts to kill him, so now we know what Clay is going to be fixating on for the remainder of the season. Unser asks if Gemma's going to be so understanding: "Does she understand the real reason you killed her man?" This hits Clay where he lives, so he acts on a long-held suspicion: "What's the matter? Are you afraid the love of your life betrayed you too?" Unser stares Clay down; he's taken his measure and it seems almost freeing to be clear of any illusions or rationalizations.