Elliott
I miss this, Walt.
Yeah. Me too. Listen, uh, we–we ought to get together more often. Y'know, Skyler and I would love to have you and Gretchen over for dinner sometime.
Elliott
Oh, sure, yeah, absolutely... but, you know, what I mean is that–that you and I should work together again.
Heh, what, are you gonna teach high school?
Elliott
No, no, no, no, seriously. W–What's stopping us?
...Wait a minute. Elliott, what are you–Are you asking me to come work for you at Gray Matter?
Elliott
Yeah, why not? You'd fit right in! You're brilliant, you–you got a ton of experience.
Well, I... I wouldn't really know where to begin. I mean... God, you have no idea. I spend my days just drawing out atoms on the chalkboard and trying to get these kids to learn the periodic table.
Elliott
Look, I–I understand. You're a little rusty, but you're not seeing the upside here. We could really benefit from a- a new set of eyes. You know what it's like when you're trying to crack some problem for months on end, you get tunnel vision. One guy thinking outside of the box, you may be exactly what we need.
[pause] Well, listen, Elliott, it... the offer is very appealing, it really is, I thank you, but uh... there's–there's something you should know. I–I have some personal issues.
Elliott
Look, there's nothing we can't work out.
Well, yeah, but... it's–it's complicated.
Elliott
We can help you. We–We have excellent health insurance. The best.
[Walter grimaces and glances at Skyler]
CRCharlie Rose
[on television as Walter watches] But just yesterday, your charity, the Gretchen & Elliott Schwartz Foundation, announced a $28 million grant for drug abuse treatment centers throughout the Southwest.
Elliott
Charlie, the Southwest is our home, and we couldn't just ignore what's going on in our own backyard.
CCharlie
But I'm sure you're aware that there are people who suggest other motives. Andrew Ross Sorkin of The New York Times wrote a column suggesting that the grant was a kind of publicity maneuver to shore up the stock price of Gray Matter Technologies because of your association with Walter White.
Elliott
Well, that's not exactly the way...
CCharlie
To cleanse yourself, so to speak, of having a methamphetamine kingpin as co-founder of your company.
Elliott
Charlie, I'm glad you brought that up. I have to believe that the investing public understands we're talking about a person who was there early on, but who had virtually nothing to do with the creation of the company, and still less to do with growing it into what it is today.
CCharlie
So what was Walter White's contribution?
Elliott
You know, to be honest... Honey?
Elliott
The company name. We came up with it by combining our names. Schwartz means black, black plus white makes gray.
CCharlie
Hence, Gray Matter Technologies.
Elliott
Exactly. As far as I can recall, his contribution begins and ends right there.
CCharlie
There are continuing reports of blue methamphetamine, considered his signature product throughout the Southwest, and some evidence of reaching as far as Europe. So my question is: Is Walter White still out there?
CCharlie
You sound very sure.
I am. I can't speak for this Heisenberg that people refer to, but whatever... Whatever he became, the sweet, kind, brilliant man that we once knew, long ago, he's gone.
Keep stacking. It’ll all fit.
[Elliott and Gretchen pile Walter’s money on a table. Gretchen drops several stacks]
That’s alright. Just–Just throw it on top. Gretchen, would you mind? We don’t want to lose any under the furniture. [Gretchen picks up the dropped stacks] Alright. That is $9,720,000.
Where did it come from? And why is it here?
I earned it. And you’re going to give it to my children.
Elliott
Walt, I don’t think we—
On my son’s 18th birthday, which is ten months and two days from today, you will give him this money in the form of an irrevocable trust. You will tell him it is his to do with as he sees fit, but with the hope that he uses it for his college education and for the betterment of his family.
Elliott
Walt, I’m not sure that we follow. Why, um, I mean, why, in particular, would we—
If you wanna give your kids drug money, go do it yourself.
I can’t. My wife and son hate me. They won’t take my money. Even if they did, the federal government wouldn’t let them. But two rich benefactors, who are known for their charitable endeavors, who would think nothing of, for instance, writing a $28 million check to help victims of methamphetamine abuse. I have to think that your money would be very welcome.
It wouldn’t make any sense coming from us.
It certainly would. My children are blameless victims of their monstrous father, a man who you once knew quite well. Call it a beau geste. Call it liberal guilt. Call it whatever you want, but do it. And you are not to spend a single dime of your own money. If there are taxes or lawyers’ fees owed, you will take it right from here. They use my money, never yours.
Elliott
Okay, Walt, sure. That–That sounds reasonable. So what happens next?
I guess we shake on it. And I leave.
[Walter shakes hands with Elliott and Gretchen. He walks up to them.]
I can trust you to do this.
Elliott
Yes. Absolutely you can.
[Walter turns to the window and signals someone to point red laser at Elliott and Gretchen. They shake and scream.]
Don’t move, Don’t... Don’t dare move a muscle. You don’t want them to think that you’re trying to get away. Just breathe. Just this afternoon, I had an extra $200,000 that I would have loved dearly to leave on top of this table. Instead, I gave it to the two best hitmen west of the Mississippi. Now, whatever happens to me tomorrow, they’ll still be out there keeping tabs. And if, for any reason, my children do not get this money, a kind of… countdown will begin. Maybe a day or so later, maybe a week, a year, when you’re going for a walk in Santa Fe or Manhattan or Prague, wherever. And you’re... talking about your stock prices... without a worry in the world, and then suddenly, you’ll hear the scrape of a footstep behind you, and before you can even turn around... Pop!
[He pokes Elliott and Gretchen in the back of their necks, making them scream]
Darkness. [puts his arms around Elliott and Gretchen] Cheer up, beautiful people. This is where you get to make it right.
[Walter signals someone to stop pointing the red laser at Elliott and Gretchen, then leaves]