We begin with Mike meeting up with his young drive by friend from last episode, who turns out to be his daughter in law, Stacey. After fixing up a gunshot wound on his shoulder with a maxi pad, Mike spends some quality time with his granddaughter, who of course we know, is his only reason for living later in his life.
Here's where it gets really good, or should I say, the writing becomes pretty rad. The whole episode is fed to you through crumbs; tiny morsels of wonderful.
Through conversations with Stacey and of course, Jimmy, we learn that Mike's son, Matt was killed by two crooked cops, Hoffman and Fensky. These cops are of course, now dead, hence the Philly detectives showing up on Mike's doorstep.
Mike enlists the help of Jimmy, who unsuspectingly walks into a mini con on Mike's behalf. We can only assume, this is the beginning of their 'working' relationship.
Mike, as we all know, is super bad-ass. By the time we reach the scene in which he takes out these two murdering twats, it's hard to believe anyone would even cross Mike. However, that's the beauty in this spin-off series. We already know that Mike is one cray-cray dude.
Cue the most unbelievably beautiful monologue, delivered perfectly by Jonathan Banks. There's no music, no other sound at all, just Mike confessing to Stacey. After all this time; all of the stone cold, icy reactions, the writer's hit us with this doosey.
Couple that with Jimmy's self assessment that he is a 'young Paul Newman dressed as Matlock', this week's episode did not disappoint.