Hank, Detective #1 and others in “One Minute”

Hank

...I was convinced that Mr. Pinkman was involved in the manufacture and distribution of phenyl-2 methamphetamine, specifically what we're calling the blue meth. I tracked him to a scrapyard where he stored an early-'80s camper, an RV. While waiting for a warrant to search this vehicle, which I believe to be a rolling meth lab, I received a telephone call telling me my wife Marie had been injured in an accident. Upon hearing the news, I left Mr. Pinkman and his vehicle to tend to my wife. After arriving at the hospital, I learned the emergency call was a hoax. My wife, fortunately, was unharmed. [clears throat] So I immediately went back to the salvage yard, but the RV was gone, most likely destroyed on site.

And it was at this point you drove to the home of Jesse Pinkman? [pause; Hank's lawyer whispers something to him]

I think we're done here. Agent Schrader needs to get home to get some rest.

That's fine. But just to confirm, you're taking the Fifth here?

Hank

Yeah, that's correct.

Okay. Well, we just wanna give you all a heads up. Mr. Pinkman is pressing charges in this matter. He's given a detailed version of events as he sees them.

The word of a methhead.

We know all about his history. We're well aware, but toxicology on Pinkman... his blood is clean, he's not using.

The kid is even refusing his doctor-ordered pain meds, as far as we can tell.

Hank

So, um, where do we go from here?

A couple of gentlemen from OPR will come down, probably tomorrow morning. Janice will give us an exact time on that. [to the AQPD detectives] And you men will be continuing your investigation, so, thanks for your time.

Right. We just need one more thing: A photo of Agent Schrader's hands. For the record.

Hank

Yes, of course. [looks at his right wrist]

Bandage off, if you would.

On the table is fine. Flat on the table. That's fine.