Walter
I love you, Skyler. And I would do anything for you. Would you even consider, I mean... Jesus! You come in here and you wave these papers in my face, when there's a whole other entire side to this thing. There's your side and there's my side, and you haven't heard my side yet. You haven't heard any of it all.
Walter
No. How...What?
Yeah. How else could you possibly make that kind of money? Marijuana. That Pinkman kid. [Walter is silent] No? Oh, my God, Walt. Cocaine?
Walter
...It's methamphetamine. But I'm a manufacturer, I'm not a dealer.
Walter
Per se. I... it doesn't mean... [Skyler gets up and heads to the door] No, Skyler! Listen to me, Skyler! [Walter grabs her arm] Listen.
Walter
There are a lot of angles to this, okay? It's complicated, alright? So please listen. Please, let's just sit back down and we'll talk it through.
I'm going to make you a deal, Walt. I won't tell Hank and I won't tell your children or anybody else. Nobody will hear it from me, but only if you grant me this divorce and stay out of our lives.
Walter
No, Skyler...
I mean it. Now let me the hell out of here before I throw up.
I have an offer that I think would be of interest to you.
Walter
I, uh, actually am not here to... I'm here because I owe you the courtesy and respect to tell you this personally. I'm done. It has nothing to do with you personally. I find you extraordinarily professional, and I appreciate the way you do business. I'm just... making a change in my life is what it is, and I'm- I'm at something of a crossroads... and it's brought me to a realization: I am not a criminal. No offense to any people who are, but... this is not me.
I'd like you to hear my offer, notwithstanding.
Walter
It won't change my mind, I'm sorry.
Three million dollars for three months of your time. Three months, then out.
Walter
...Three million?
May I take this as a yes?
Walter
[sighs] I have money. I have more money than I know how to spend. What I don't have is my family. The answer is still no.
[Gus and Walter shake hands]
Walter
What? What, you don't believe me?
COfficer Cavanaugh
Sir, regardless of how that windshield was damaged, this car is unsafe to drive in this condition. Stay in the car, please.
Walter
Wait. Wait just a minute. Just one minute.
COfficer Cavanaugh
Sir, I asked you to stay in the vehicle.
Walter
No, no, no. I can get out of my own damn car.
COfficer Cavanaugh
Sir, listen–No, no, no.
Walter
You listen to me. It's time for you to listen to me.
COfficer Cavanaugh
Sir, what you need to do is take a deep breath, calm down...
Walter
This is America.
COfficer Cavanaugh
...and get back in that car now.
Walter
I have rights. Do you understand that? At least have the common decency to hear me out.
COfficer Cavanaugh
I need you to step back right now.
Walter
Did you even hear what I said?
COfficer Cavanaugh
Sir, calm down.
Walter
Now you're giving me a ticket? I told you that my house was in the debris field. Do you have the remotest inkling of what that means?
COfficer Cavanaugh
Sir, calm down.
Walter
Hellfire rained down on my house!
COfficer Cavanaugh
Sir, I need you to step back now.
Walter
Where my children sleep!
Walter
Skyler... I mean, what kind of example do we wanna set here, right? I mean, can't we at least just sit down and eat a piece of pizza together? Just hash things out like adults?
We have discussed everything we need to discuss. I thought I made myself very clear.
Walter
...I've got dipping sticks.
Walter
I've done a terrible thing. But I've done it for a good reason. I did it for us. That [points to the duffel bag of money] is college tuition for Walter Jr. And Holly, eighteen years down the road. And it's health insurance for you and the kids. For Jr.'s physical therapy. His SAT tutor. It's money for groceries, gas, for birthdays and graduation parties. Skyler, that money is for this roof over your head. The mortgage that you are not going to be able to afford on a part-time bookkeeper's salary when I'm gone.
Walter
Please. Please. This money, I didn't steal it. It doesn't belong to anyone else. I earned it. The things I've... done to earn it... They... the things I've had to do... I've got to live with them. Skyler, all that I've done, all the sacrifices that I've made for this family, all of it, will be for nothing if you don't accept what I've earned. Please. I'll be here when you get home from work. You can give me your answer then.
[Saul and Mike are listening to a recording of Walter and Skyler fighting]
Walter
You think this will get me to move out? You can screw Ted, you can screw the butcher, the mailman, whoever you want! Screw all! I'm not going anywhere.
Is this a good or bad thing?
Walter
Suit myself... You want me to suit myself?! I'll suit myself to his face!
Walter
How did you know?
Walter
About Skyler. About where to find me just now. How did you know?
That's just my meticulousness. Don't bog down in detail, Walt. The lesson here—
Walter
Did you bug my house?
...Yeah. But I didn't know it was your house, did I? You moved out. Besides, you basically told me to.
Walter
I told you to?
You strongly hinted that I should. You were worried about your wife, remember? You were concerned that she might say something to the police.
Walter
No, no, that's not true. When the hell did I say that?
Let's not get lost in the who, whats and whens. The point is we did our due diligence and she didn't talk. She kept quiet, she stood by you, Walt. Which, if you ask me, is the ironical silver lining here. I mean, on the one hand, sure, she snuck off the reservation to get some dirty damp and deep. On the other—
[Walter grabs Saul and the two begin struggling on the floor. Mike rolls his eyes, strolls over to them and breaks it up]
Walter
YOU'RE FIRED! YOU'RE DONE!
Good! "Oh boo-hoo, I won't cook meth anymore!" You're a crybaby! Who needs you?! Hey, I'm unplugging the website, so no more money laundering! How do you like that?!
Walter
I want those bugs out of my house today! I want them out now!
You just bought a $300 suit, psycho!
Walter
This is very shoddy work, Pinkman. I'm actually embarrassed for you.
What? No way. I gave out samples and everyone said it was the bomb.
Walter
Oh, they said it was the bomb? And who are they, I wonder? A bunch of meth heads?
Yeah, and they should know, right?
Walter
Yeah, well, sorry. I can't help you.
Fine, asswad. You know what? I'll contact the guy myself.
Walter
Oh yeah? Well, good luck because my guy's a pro and he doesn't deal with junkies.
Hey, you know what? Eat me!
Walter
Anytime, loser!
I am told his product was more or less consistent with the quality I come to expect.
Walter
More or less? More or less, really? Wow. Boy this... Talk about setting the bar low. Except you don't do that, set the bar low. Therefore, what conclusion am I left to draw? That you believe I have some proprietary kind of selfishness about my own formula? Some sort of overweening pride that you think simply overwhelms me, clouds my judgment?
Walter
Absolutely not. I simply respect the chemistry. The chemistry must be respected.
Walter
I have made a series of very bad decisions and I cannot make another one.
Why did you make these decisions?
Walter
For the good of my family.
Then they weren't bad decisions. What does a man do, Walter? A man provides for his family.
Walter
This cost me my family.
When you have children, you always have family. They will always be your priority, your responsibility, and a man... a man provides. And he does it even when he's not appreciated, or respected, or even loved. He simply bears up and he does it. Because he's a man.
Clearly a mistake was made on the part of our mutual associate when he paid you half of Jesse's earnings. He must not have realized that you two had come to a parting of the ways.
[Walter places a paper bag filled with the money on the desk]
Walter
Take it. It belongs to you.
You're damn right it belongs to me.
I knew I could count on you boys to play nice! That's... that almost brings a tear to my eye.
Walter
Enjoy it. Spend it in good health. That is the last money you'll ever earn in this business.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Walter
I hate to break it you, Jesse, but our "mutual associate" was only using you to get to me.
What are you talking about?
Walter
You see, he needs someone with expertise. Someone who knows what he's doing. In other words, he needs me.
You're telling me you're cooking again?
Walter
Yeah, how should I put this? I'm in...you're out.
Whoa, Walt, hold on there! What was the offer, if I may ask?
Walter
It's, uh, $3 million for three months of my time.
You're gonna need that money laundered, right? I mean, of course. What was our deal before? Seventeen percent? That's a shade high. Now let's settle on an even fifteen. That's a nice round number.
Walter
Five percent.
Walter
Five.
Walter
Five.
Twelve, for old time's sake. Twelve.
Walter
Five.
I'm a reasonable guy, it's a short term deal. Ten even, but I can't go any lower and still respect myself. [Walter turns to leave] Five!
What in the hell just happened? You're my lawyer, not his!
It's the way of the world, kid. Go with the winner.
WWalter
Wanna talk about it?
Why? It's not like I get a vote.
WWalter
You know, ironically I think you're gonna see much more of me from now on.
WWalter
Well, just as much of me at least. I'm taking you to school, to and from, every day.
What, I don't get a vote in this either? I gotta stop going with Louis just because you're feeling guilty?
WWalter
I do feel guilty. I am the man that I am, son. And there's plenty that I would change about that, but here we are, and this is just what it is. You know what? Call me crazy but I'm actually feeling very good about the future.