[Saul and Mike are listening to a recording of Walter and Skyler fighting]
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.
Skyler
Suit yourself.
Is this a good or bad thing?
Suit myself... You want me to suit myself?! I'll suit myself to his face!
[Skyler has concocted an elaborate lie involving gambling addiction to convince Marie to let her and Walt pay for Hank's medical expenses.]
How did you come up with that? I mean, where did you possibly...?
Skyler
I learned from the best. Somehow, something tells me Hank is here because of you. And I'm not forgetting that.
Skyler
Have you thought anymore about what we discussed?
"Thought anymore", meaning reconsidered? No.
Skyler
So, show me the flaw in it.
Flaws, Skyler. Flaws. Plural, not singular. Where do you want me to start?
Skyler
Hey, I don't love this situation that you put me in. However, let's just stick with what makes sense here. You took the money you won gambling invested it in the car wash you helped run. You hired your wife as a bookkeeper, because she's actually a bookkeeper. That is a story an auditor can believe. What am I missing?
You should just take this money that I give you and not look too closely at it. So if God forbid, I get caught, you maintain plausible deniability.
Skyler
Okay, my estranged husband who, when he was working made $43,000 a year, starts shoveling money at me. And when the police come, I'm supposed to say: "I never thought about it, officers. Made sense to me.” Really? That, in your mind, is plausible deniability? I'll tell you what, Walt. I'd rather have them think I'm Bonnie what's-her-name than some complete idiot.
So you're promoting caution here. [sighs] And you want a believable story. That, it seems to me, is the safest way to make the best out of a very bad situation, yes. But I'm noting a little hole in your plot, though. Why would your estranged husband be doing all this for you?
Skyler
Because he loves his family and desperately wants a reconciliation, though it may be hopeless and futile. Then again, he'd try anything.
Skyler
No, I think it would be better if the husband were no longer estranged. You know, maybe if he were back sleeping in his own bed.
[Walter and Skyler want to buy the car wash, but Bogdan refuses to sell for a lower price because of Walt's prior behavior]
Skyler
Professionalism.
Yeah, um, so the guy won't sell, he won't sell.
Skyler
I don't accept that. I don't accept that he won't sell. I think he just lacks the proper... motivation.
Motivation? Uh, as in motivation motivation? Just so we're on the same page here, you're saying we'll make him an offer he can't refuse?
Skyler
Nothing so dramatic as that, no. Motivation. Attitude adjustment.
[laughs; to Walter] This one, she's a keeper. [to Skyler] Well, I know an audit can be highly motivating. I know a gal over at Tax & Revenue, you give her ten minutes in this Bogdan fella's books, she'll have his sky raining frogs.
Skyler
No, we don't want to draw any unwanted tax attention. We don't want them looking at us after Bogdan sells.
Alright, how about an ICE raid? You know he's got illegals working over there. I mean, he just has to.
Skyler
We're not getting a bunch of poor innocent people in trouble, no.
Yeah, and also you're gonna need them after you take over. Hey, how about terrorism? "Oh, Agent Hoover I gotta tell ya, I've seen some real Islamic comings and going over there at the car wash. Yeah, I mean, guys in turbans pulling up in vans and stuff like that." Heh-heh.
Saul, Bogdan is Romanian.
Okay, well, we're just spitballin' here, so...
Look, there's always, "You gotta real nice place here. It'd be a shame if something happened to it." That angle.
Skyler
What are you talking about? Violence?
Skyler
Oh, no–That, no. That is not at all what I meant. We do not do that. [to Walter] That is not who we are, right?
[brief pause] Yeah, no, no, no. She's right. Look, do I need to state the obvious? I mean, there's got to be dozens of car washes in this area. Who says it has to be this one?
Skyler
I do. I say it has to.
Skyler
I just do.
Well, that clears things up.
Skyler
I don't like him. Bogdan. He was condescending to me, he was rude about you, and I do not like him. Simple as that.
Hey, nobody appreciates a passionate woman more than I do, but in this business–and Walt can back me up on this–the number one rule is, "Don't take things personal."
What do you mean rude about me?
Skyler
Something along the lines of you weren't man enough to face him yourself.
Skyler
That you had to send your woman to do your business for you.
[to Walter] Okay, uh, speaking as your lawyer, I'm gonna go on record and say this is a bad idea. Now I advise against—
[Skyler forces Walt to rehearse with her a conversation so they can announce to Hank their purchase of the car wash without arousing suspicion]
"I'm terribly, terribly ashamed of my actions."
Skyler
Yeah.
Skyler
It's supposed to show contrition.
Okay, I would just never use that word. I would never say the word "terribly."
Skyler
Phrase it however you want, okay? You're jumping ahead. Now...
Skyler
Do I really need to answer that?
I was–and am–providing for our family.
Skyler
Let's just pick up where we left off.
I'm "weak", I'm "out of control." I mean, this whole thing makes me look like crap.
Skyler
This has to be a warts-and-all story, Walt. This is how we both sell it and we both look bad.
How do you look bad exactly? Where is the "I slept with my boss" bullet point? Because I can't seem to find that anywhere.
Skyler
For a fired school teacher who cooks crystal meth, I say you're coming out pretty much ahead.
This guy Gale Boetticher, he was eccentric. Real character, y'know? He's, uh, he's dead now.
Skyler
Who was he?
Uh, he was a meth chef. We're talking five-stars, candles and white tablecloth, y'know? I can't believe these words are coming out of my mouth, but he was a genius, plain and simple. I mean, uh–Boy, if he applied that big brain of his to something good, I dunno, who knows? He could've helped humanity or something like that. I mean, how many actual geniuses are there in the world? If he'd have taken his life in a different direction, who knows?
WWalter
Hank, not to tell you your business, but I'm not sure I agree.
WWalter
Well, you showed me that notebook and from what I saw–and this is just my humble opinion–from what I saw on those papers... genius? Not so much. I mean, there was no reasoning, no deductions in those pages, so to my eye, all this brilliance looks like nothing more than just simple rote copying, probably of someone else's work. Believe me, I have been around enough students to know. So this genius of yours, maybe he's still out there.
Skyler
You're not some hardened criminal, Walt. You're in over your head. That's what we tell them. That's the truth.
Skyler
Of course it is. A schoolteacher, cancer, desperate for money...
Skyler
...roped into working for–Unable to even quit? You told me that yourself, Walt. Jesus, what was I thinking? Walt, please, let's both of us stop trying to justify this whole thing and admit you're in danger!
[pause] Who are you talking to right now? Who is it you think you see? Do you know how much I make a year? I mean, even if I told you, you wouldn't believe it. Do you know what would happen if I suddenly decided to stop going into work? A business big enough that it could be listed on the NASDAQ goes belly up! Disappears! It ceases to exist without me! No, you clearly don't know who you're talking to, so let me clue you in. I am not in danger, Skyler. I am the danger! A guy opens his door and gets shot and you think that of me? No. I am the one who knocks!
Skyler, I may have overstated things earlier and I'm sorry to be so forward. But I just–I want you to know something. I want you to–I need you to understand that you are safe. You, Junior, Holly... You are completely safe. Everything that I do–everything–I do it to protect this family.
Skyler
So buying that car, that was protecting your family?
Okay, I... Alright, maybe it's a little flashy, but he needed a car, and I'm his father, and I should be able to get what he wants.
Skyler
It goes back. Tomorrow.
Skyler, it will crush him.
Skyler
That car directly contradicts our story. And if you're so invested in protecting this family, it means protecting the story. What do you think the neighbors are gonna say, Walt? What about Hank and Marie? How about the IRS? What were you thinking, Walt?
I was thinking that I wanted to do something nice for my son. [beat] Look... I just worry that he'll blame you for this.
Skyler
Oh, he will. Once again, he'll blame his bitch mother for taking away what his loving father has given him... So, thanks for that. [pause] But you know what, Walt? Someone has to protect this family from the man who protects this family.
[Skyler shows up "late" for Ted's IRS audit]
Skyler
Oh, I am so sorry I am late! I got lost. Hey, Ted.
Skyler
Whew, this building is so confusing! There are doors everywhere! Hi, you are?
JJames
Special Agent James Picarus.
Skyler
Ooh, special.
Where is it?! Where's the rest?!
Skyler
Wha–?
The money, Skyler! Where is the rest? Skyler? WHERE IS THE MONEY?!
Skyler
[pause] I gave it to Ted.
[incredulous] What? You did what?
Skyler
Walt, I'm... I had to. For us, the family. I swear, Walt...
You gave our money to Beneke?!
Skyler
Walt, please. Please, just hear me out. Please...!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!
[Walter collapses crying, then breaks out in manic, psychotic laughter, as Skyler backs away to answer the phone]
Skyler
You really expect me to say, "Okay, Walt, sure! Just stay here and..." No. There's gotta be another way.
There isn't. There was... but now there isn't.
Skyler
Walt... How long till you're safe? Til you can work this out?
Skyler
No.
Skyler
No.
I have lived under the threat of death for a year now...
Skyler
No.
...and because of that, I've made choices.
Skyler
Walt, I—
Listen to me. I alone should suffer the consequences of those choices, no one else. And those consequences... they're coming. No more prolonging the inevitable.
Skyler
Walt? Let me get somewhere where I can hear you. Walt?
Skyler
How am I doing? How are you doing?
I'm, uh...I'm doing quite well. I'm good.
Skyler
Jesus, Walt, the news here. Gus Fring is dead. He was blown up along with some person from some Mexican cartel and the DEA has no idea what to make of it. Do you know about this? Walt? I need you to—
Skyler
Was this you? What happened?
We have another big event coming up. Have you thought about what you're going to do? [pause] Walt's birthday.
[Skyler becomes visibly on-edge at the mention of Walt]
Whatever you need, I'm here.
Skyler
Yeah. I–I–I don't think we're going to be doing anything this year.
What are you talking about? Of-of course we're going to do something. Skyler, he was diagnosed around his birthday, right? So it's been a whole year. Listen, I've had my problems with Walt — why he wouldn't come out of the house when we were all practically begging–whatever, water under the bridge...
[Skyler looks through her purse. She retrieves a pack of cigarettes]
...But at this point, every year is precious. We—What are you doing?
Skyler
I...
You don't smoke. You haven't smoked since college. You can't be serious! With the baby? And Walt?
[Skyler finally lights the cigarette, having a smoke]
Skyler, you're not smoking around the baby, are you? And you can't smoke here! There's got to be some rule or regulation, I'm sure! You can't force your employees to breathe secondhand smoke! I know for a fact that that is illegal—
Skyler
Marie, shut up.
What? I'm sorry, but please don't speak to me like that. I am simply saying that—
Skyler
Will you shut up?!
Skyler
Shut the hell up! Shut up! Shut up!
Skyler
Shut up! Shut up!
Skyler
Shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
Skyler
SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
[Skyler breaks down crying]