WalterListen, we got a problem. A DEA problem.
Walter
It's my brother-in-law. He knows about the RV.
Walter
Our RV. The one which contains a meth lab which is covered with my fingerprints. Ring a bell?
Okay, what exactly does "knows about" mean? Does he have it? Has he searched it?
Walter
No, he knows it exists and he's trying to find it. He has linked it to Jesse and it's only a matter of time before he tracks it down, so...
So, get rid of it! What are you sitting there talking to me? Better yet, have Pinkman get rid of it. You don't go near it.
Walter
No, listen, my brother-in-law, he is surveying Jesse's house, do you understand? So he might have tapped his phones or bugged his house.
Jesus. Plan A, then! Go, get to it before the feds do.
Walter
And do what exactly? I mean, what...the thing–the thing is the size of–of a... It's RV size! I mean, where do I go to make an RV disappear? I'm not David Copperfield!
What do I look like, the RV disposal people? Did you not plan for this contingency?
Walter
No.
Well, next time plan for it, would ya? The Starship Enterprise had a self-destruct button. I'm just saying.
Walter
Okay, ah, shut up.
Walter
[whispering to Jesse what to say to Hank] This is my own private domicile and I won't be harassed.
Yeah? Tell you what, Pinkman. Probable cause or no, I'll give you three seconds to get your ass out here! One, two...
This is my own private domicile and I will not be harassed... [beat] Bitch!
[Walter shrugs in frustration and shakes his head]
[Jesse is hospitalized after Hank's assault on him]
Walter
So what happens now?
What happens now? I'll tell you what happens now: Your scumbag brother-in-law is finished. Done. You understand? I will own him when this is over. Every cent he earns, every cent his wife earns, is mine. Any place he goes, anywhere he turns, I'm gonna be there grabbing my share. He'll be scrubbing toilets in Tijuana for pennies and I'll be standing over him to get my cut. He'll see me when he wakes up in the morning and when he crawls to sleep in whatever rat hole is left for him after I shred his house down. I will haunt his crusty ass forever until the day he sticks a gun up his mouth and pulls the trigger just to get me out of his head. That's what happens next.
Walter
Listen, something's come up. I think it's a good opportunity. There's been a job opening. I need a new lab assistant.
I did... my time. Why don't you just get yourself a monkey?
Walter
I don't want a monkey. I want you.
Oh, gee, thanks. Well, not interested. I got my own thing going on. And nice try saving your asshat brother-in-law.
Walter
That's not why I'm here, Jesse. There's more. It's more than an assistant. Partners. We'd be partners again. Split everything, 50/50, just like before. $1.5 million. Each.
Walter
I don't think you heard me.
I heard you fine. I said no.
Walter
You understand this: You are turning down one and a half million dollars.
I am not turning down the money! I'm turning down you! You get it?! I want nothing to do with you! Ever since I met you, everything I ever cared about is gone! Ruined, turned to shit, dead, ever since I hooked up with "the great Heisenberg"! I have never been more alone! I have NOTHING! NO ONE! ALRIGHT? IT'S ALL GONE, GET IT?! No, no, no, why... Why would you get it? What do you even care, as long as you get what you want, right? You don't give a shit about me! You said I was no good. I'm nothing! Why would you want me, huh? You said my meth is inferior, right? Right? Hey! You said my cook was GARBAGE! Hey, screw you, man! Screw you!
Walter
Your meth is good, Jesse. As good as mine.
Walter
You're a fine chemist, really. With a promising future. It's just that... that I–that we–just have different rhythms, Gale. You see, it's as if I'm classical, but you are more... jazz.
Walter
Jazz, yes. And God knows there is nothing wrong with jazz. It's simply that I require...
Walter
Exactly.
[Jesse enters Gus' superlab]
Oh, shit! Man, this is the bomb! [to Walter] What's up, partner?! Oh, I can't believe it!
GGale
This is my replacement?
GGale
Hi, I'm Gale. Nice to meet you.
'Sup? [to Walter] Man, we should have ditched that RV months ago. It's all, like, shiny up in here.
GGale
I'm sorry, I must be missing something. I don't mean... I don't mean to be... This makes no sense.
Walter
So, I guess this is...
Walter
...This is for the best.
[Walter gives a book to Walter Jr]
WWalter
I skimmed through it. Looks interesting.
Yeah. Uncle Hank gave it to me.
WWalter
Well, what's it about?
Pablo Escobar, this big drug guy in the '80s.
WWalter
Yeah. Yeah, I remember seeing him on the news.
Well, it's more about the guys who investigated him and tried to bring him down. Some of them were DEA, you know? Uncle Hank said that they were worth learning about. That everybody knows who Pablo Escobar is but nobody knows about the guys that brought him down.
WWalter
I guess I never thought about it.
He said that good guys never get ink like the bad guys do.
[Walter confronts Gus in the hospital lobby]
Walter
You knew. You knew my brother-in-law was with the DEA.
I investigate everyone with whom I do business. What careful man wouldn't?
Walter
He is not a problem for us or our business, but your being here... is this some sort of message?
I'm supporting my community. I hide in plain sight, same as you. Are we done?
Walter
No, listen, I, uh... This attack on my brother-in-law, I don't understand it, I don't know what it means. Please, if you may have some knowledge that you can share with me. I fear for my family.
I'm sure they'll be fine. I am told the assassin that survived is gravely injured. It's doubtful he'll live. Now thank me and shake my hand.
Walter
My brother-in-law, moments before he was attacked, someone called to warn him. I believe that same person was protecting me. Those two men–the assassins–I believe I was their prime target, but that somehow they were steered away from me to my brother-in-law. Because of this intervention, I am alive, and yet, I think that this person was playing a much deeper game. He made that phone call because he wanted a shootout, not a silent assassination. In one stroke, he bloodied both sides, set the American and Mexican governments against the cartel, and cut off the supply of methamphetamine to the Southwest. If this man had his own source of product on this side of the border, he would have the market to himself. The rewards would be enormous. We're both adults. I can't pretend I don't know that person is you. I want there to be no confusion. I know I owe you my life, and more than that, I respect the strategy. In your position, I would have done the same. One issue which troubles me: I don't know what happens when our three month contract ends.
What would you like, then?
Walter
You know why I do this. I want security for my family.
Then you have it. Three million for three months, that was our agreement. Extended annually, twelve million a year. Call it fifteen. Open ended. Would that be agreeable?
[Skyler has concocted an elaborate lie involving gambling addiction to convince Marie to let her and Walt pay for Hank's medical expenses.]
Walter
How did you come up with that? I mean, where did you possibly...?
I learned from the best. Somehow, something tells me Hank is here because of you. And I'm not forgetting that.
Walter
There's been a contamination.
Wait, what? Whoa, hey, hold up!
Walter
Something got into the lab.
So, uh, what do we do? I mean, do we... Wait, wait! Shouldn't we be wearing masks?
Walter
No, no, it's not that kind of contaminant.
So it's, like, not dangerous? Mr. White, talk to me here!
Walter
Not to us, particularly, no.
[noticing Walter's homemade fly swatter] What the hell is that?
Walter
This is, uh, I made it.
Exactly what kind of contaminant are we dealing with here?
Walter
...Fly.
What do you mean? Fly, like...like what do you mean?
Walter
I mean, a fly. A housefly.
Like, uh, one fly? Singular? What'd it do?
Walter
It got into the lab and I'm trying to get it out, okay? Understand?
No, man, not really. I can't say that I'm really following you here. Dude, you scared the shit out of me! When you say it's contamination, I'm thinking like an Ebola leak or something!
Walter
[scoffs] Ebola?!
Yeah, it's a disease on the Discovery Channel where all your intestines sort of just slip right out of your butt!
Walter
Thank you, I know what Ebola is.
Walter
Now tell me, what would a West African virus be doing in our lab, hm?
So you're chasing around a fly, and in your world, I'm the idiot?
Walter
Jesse, listen. This fly–or any other fly, for that matter–cannot be in our lab. [overlooks Jesse from under his glasses] Do you understand, Jesse? It's a problem. It's a contamination, and that is in no way a misuse of the word, "contamination."
Walter
Okay, look, we're running late, so let's just get started. The sooner we do it, the sooner we're done.
[Jesse grabs a sack and just as he's about to put in the tank, Walt stops him]
Walter
What are you doing?
Walter
Have you not heard a word I said? No cooking until this fly is dealt with. Have I been speaking to myself?
The timer went off, yo! How long is this batch gonna be good for? An hour? Two?
Walter
The batch will be good for nothing if we don't clear the contaminant.
"Clear the contaminant?!" We're making meth here, alright? Not space shuttles!
Walter
We're making nothing until we catch this fly.
What fly? Alright? Where the hell is this fly? Not like I even seen this thing! Maybe your positive pressure blew it out the door or something.
Walter
No, no. It is here. It is around, okay? He's around, and I'm not going to expose this batch to the open air and contamination, period. Now, you can leave to deal with this myself or you can help me. But you're right, we're running out of time. So I need you to answer right now. [Jesse drops the sack and walks off] Okay.
Walter
I've been to my oncologist, Jesse. Just last week. I'm still in remission. I'm healthy.
Walter
No end in sight.
Walter
No. I missed it. There was some perfect moment that passed me right by, but I had to have enough to leave them. That was the whole point. None of this makes any sense if I didn't have enough. And it had to be before she found out. Skyler. It had to be before that.
Perfect moment? For what? To drop dead? Are you saying you want to die?
Walter
I'm saying that I lived too long. You want them to actually miss you. You want their memories of you to be... but she just won't.. .she just won't understand. I mean, no matter how well I explain it, these days she just has this.. .this... I mean, I truly believe there exists some combination of words. There must exist certain words in a certain specific order that can explain all of this, but with her I just can't ever seem to find them.
Mr. White, why don't you just sit down.
Walter
You know, I was thinking before the fugue state, but during the fugue state I didn't have enough money, so no, not then. And plus my daughter wasn't born yet. It had to be after Holly was born.
Walter
Definitely before the surgery. Ah Christ, that damn second cell phone. I mean, how could I possibly? [pause] Oh, I know the moment. It was the night Jane died. I was at home and we needed diapers and so I said I'd go, but it was just an excuse. Actually that was the night I brought you your money, remember?
Walter
And afterward I stopped at a bar. It was odd, I never do that–go to a bar alone. I just walked in, sat down. I never told you.
Walter
I sit down and this man, this stranger, he engages me in conversation. He's a complete stranger. But he turns out to be Jane's father, Donald Margolis.
What are you talking about?
Walter
Of course I didn't know it at the time. I mean, he's just some guy in a bar. I just didn't put it together until after the crash when he was all over the news.
Walter
Think of the odds. Once I tried to calculate them, but they're astronomical. I mean, think of the odds of me going in and sitting down that night, in that bar, next to that man.
Walter
Water on Mars. Family.
Walter
I told him that I had a daughter and he told me he had one, too. And he said, "Never give up on family." And I didn't. I took his advice. My God, the universe is random. It's not inevitable; it's simple chaos. It's subatomic particles and endless pings, collision–that's what science teaches us. What does this say? What is it telling us that the very night that this man's daughter dies, it's me who is having a drink with him? I mean, how could that be random?
[Walter stumbles, starting to succumb to the sleeping pills]
Walter
No, no, it's, uh... Oh, that was the moment. That night. I should never have left home. Never gone to your house. Maybe things would have... Oh, I was... I was at home watching TV. Some nature program about elephants... and Skyler and Holly were in another room. I can hear them on the baby monitor. She was singing a lullaby. Oh, if I had just lived right up to that moment... and not one second more... That would have been perfect.
[Walter and Saul are in the parking lot of Bogdan's car wash while they discuss their plan to buy it as part of Skyler's money laundering scheme]
How come you guys always give away the air freshener, huh? I explicitly say I want no air freshener, and every time I drive away smelling like an alpine whorehouse. All due respect, I don't see...I–I vote no.
Walter
It makes a better story than your laser tag.
[referring to Skyler] Is that you talking or Yoko Ono?
Walter
She has a point. It makes more sense that I invest right here.
Based on her years of experience in money laundering, I suppose. Let me tell you something. If you're committed enough, you can make any story work. I once convinced a woman that I was Kevin Costner, and it worked because I believed it. Alright, it has nothing to do with the story. Besides, this dump isn't gonna work because it doesn't have a Danny. There's no Danny here.
Walter
What in God's name is a Danny?
Danny runs the laser tag. Danny is the guy who had a vision. Where others saw a dirt lot, he saw...black lights, rubber aliens, teenagers running around with ray guns. Right? It was like Bugsy Siegel in the desert. And when the stock market took a shit, and Danny got into trouble, he went searching for exactly the type of situation that we're offering. Danny will look the other way to keep his dream afloat. In other words, Danny can be trusted completely! [points at Bogdan] That guy–the guy with the eyebrows that won't quit–is he a Danny? You buy this place, all you got is a big building that squirts water. You got no Danny here.
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