Saul knows a man. He specializes in getting people new identities. He would move you someplace far away, set you up with a whole new life. Yeah, I know. It sounds a little extreme. But maybe it's exactly what you need. You know, I really think that would be good for you. Clean slate. My, just think about it. You get a job. Something legitimate, something you like. Meet a girl, start a family even. Hell, you're still so damn young. You know, what's here for you now, anyway? I tell you, if I could, I'd trade places. Whole lifetime ahead of you, with a chance to hit the reset button. In a few years, this might all feel like nothing more than a bad dream.
[beat] Would you just, for once, stop working me?
What are you talking about?
Can you just, uh, stop working me for, like, ten seconds straight? Stop jerking me around?
Jesse, I am not working you.
Yes. Yes, you are. Alright? Just drop the whole concerned dad thing and tell me the truth. I mean, you're–you're acting like me leaving town is–is all about me and turning over a new leaf, but it's really–it's really about you. I mean, you need me gone, 'cause your dickhead brother-in-law is never gonna let up. Just say so. Just ask me for a favor. Just tell me you don't give a shit about me, and it's either this—It's either this or you'll kill me the same way you killed Mike. I mean, isn't that what this is all about? Huh? Us meeting way the hell out here? In case I say no? Come on. Just tell me you need this.
[Walter slowly walks up to Jesse and hugs him.]
[Jesse breaks into Saul's office]
He a no-show? Why didn't you call? Why didn't you... [Jesse punches Saul in the face] Stop! [Jesse keeps hitting him] Code Red! Huell! Get in here!
[Saul tries to reach for a gun hidden in a drawer, but Jesse grabs it first. When Huell and Francesca enter the room, Jesse points the gun at them]
Back off! You, stay where you are.
[at gun point] What? I don't know what happened here. What did I do?
You stole it off of me. You and him–you took it right out of my pocket, didn't you?
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Calm down. Yes. Okay, I had Huell lift your dope. I told you I couldn't risk the guy not taking you.
No! Before! The cigarette! You stole the cigarette.
The ricin cigarette! You had him steal it off of me! And all for that asshole Mr. White! He poisoned Brock! He poisoned Brock, and you–you helped him!
Say it again! Tell me one more time to calm down! Come on!
I'm sorry! Yes! Okay, I had Huell lift your cigarette, but Walt made me! He told me he was helping you, he was saving you. I never would've agreed to it if I'd known what he was gonna do. Jesse, you gotta believe me. I didn't want any of this!
[Walter meets with Saul and Kuby for an update on Jesse]
KKuby
His place, his folks' place, uh... this Brock kid's place... crack shacks at Siesta Hills, the Indigo, the Crystal Palace... go-kart joint on Copper Ave... uh, AA meeting off the 40...
His buddies, Beaver and... what's his name?
KKuby
Uh, Badger and Skinny Pete. Yeah no, he's not with them.
They could be covering for him.
KKuby
[shakes head] I posed as a meter reader, I put a bug on the tall kid's mom's place; for three hours straight, all they talked about was something called Babylon 5. I checked with my gal at APD. Uh, she said Pinkman's not in their system, so the cops don't have him.
Maybe he changed his mind about leaving, called your guy back.
No. Somebody misses their first chance with my guy, there's no second.
Well... keep looking. [starts getting out of the car]
I mean, Pinkman's like a bad penny. Sooner or later he's gonna turn up. I'm wondering what you wanna do when he does.
Jesse is upset about the boy. I just... need to explain to him why that had to happen.
[Saul and Kuby look at each other]
Okay, but say–you know, just for the sake of argument–the kid's not in the mood for a... nuanced discussion of the virtues of child poisoning. Y'know, his plans are running more towards "stabbing you to death with a pointed stick." In that scenario, then what?
[gestures to Kuby] We were wondering if, uh, maybe this isn't an... Old Yeller-type situation.
Yeah. Old Yeller was the best, most loyal dog there ever was. I mean, everyone loved that mutt, but one day he showed up rabid and little Timmy–for Old Yeller's own sake–had to, uh... I mean, you saw the movie.
[beat] You're full of colorful metaphors, aren't you, Saul? Belize, Old Yeller... just brimming with advice. [leans into Saul's ear] Do not float that idea again. Find him.
So... What’s your course of action, here?
Saul’s guy, Kuby, tracks him down, which shouldn’t take long, and when he does, I’m gonna... I’m gonna talk to him. Make him see reason.
"Talk to him. Make him see reason." So, I’m clear, those are just euphemisms... you’re using here, right?
No, what? Wh–What does that mean? My God.
I knew this was going to happen. I knew it. I told you that someday, someone was going to come to our door and try to hurt us. And now here we are.
No. Jesse didn't go there to hurt anyone.
He poured gasoline all over our house, Walt! He tried to set our house on fire!
He changed his mind. He didn't do it, did he?
Walt, you need to deal with this.
How much have you had to drink?
[scoffs] Not nearly enough.
I–I don’t know how we got off on whatever it is we’re talking about here. But clearly, I haven’t explained the situation well enough, because this is a big overreaction. We all need to just take a deep breath and calm down, because Jesse isn't just some–some–some rabid dog. This is a person.
A person that is a threat to us. I mean, my God, where we are now with Hank and Marie, and that awful tape we made. After everything we've done, you can't just talk to this person.
You're s–saying that I just... What–What exactly are you saying?
We've come this far. For us. What's one more?
[An enraged Jesse has broken into and is about to burn down the White residence. Hank bursts in, gun drawn.]
Jesse! Stop what you're doing and turn and face me!
[sobbing] You wanna–You wanna know what he did? You wanna hear about it?
Jesse, put out the lighter.
He poisoned a little kid. An eight-year-old boy. Just because, you know–just as a move!
Walt's a bastard. Secret's out. We'll talk about it. But I need you to put out the lighter, okay? Look, Jesse... Jesse, I don't want to kill you. And you don't wanna be killed. So put it out.
He can't keep getting away with this! He can't keep getting away with it!
He won't. You really wanna burn him down? Let's do it together.
HHuell
I didn't know he was gonna kill him.
Relax. Look, if we thought you did, you'd be in lockup for conspiracy to commit murder instead of here under our protection.
So just tell us everything you know about White so we can get him before he gets to you.
HHuell
Why would he wanna kill me? I ain't done nothin' to him.
Who knows with this guy? From what he said to Goodman, it may have something to do with him trying to tie up loose ends regarding his poisoning some kid named Brock. Or maybe it's because you know where his money is.
HHuell
I don't know where his money is.
That ain't what we heard.
HHuell
Well, you ain't listened to the people in the know.
[to Saul, while pointing at his bruised and bandaged face] What... what happened to your face?
Oh, this is a... guess you'd call it an occupational hazard.
[hands Saul receipt] Okay, so thank you. And please give that to your car wash professional.
[to Skyler] Very good. Thank you very much. [to Walter Jr.] Good to meet you. Don't drink and drive, but if you do, call me!
[calling after Saul as he departs, parroting a slogan of the A1A Car Wash] Have an A1 day! ... Mom, you forgot to say it.
[Walt sees a photo showing a barrel with stacks of cash in it. His phone rings and he answers.]
Got my photo, bitch? That barrel look familiar? ‘Cause I just found six more exactly like it.
[running out of the car wash] Jesse...
[Cut to Walt driving erratically on the street]
That big bastard who works for Goodman–I pistol-whipped that melon he calls a head til he gives up what he knew, which led me to your rental van, which turns out had GPS. How do you like that, genius? Guess you didn’t think of everything.
Look, Jesse, I don’t know what you plan on doing here, but—
Well, I’ll give you a hint, Walt. It involves a couple of five-gallon cans of gasoline and a lighter.
No, no, no, no, no! Jesse, please, listen to me—
No, you listen to me, bitch! You get your ass out here as fast as you can.
Yes, I’m coming! Okay? Okay?!
And don’t even think about calling anyone for help, alright? You hang up on me, put me on hold, I lost my call for any reason–as soon as you do, I’m burning all of it. Alright? One big bonfire. You get the picture?
I get it, I get it! Okay!
Alright. Well, you better hurry, ‘cause I’m burning ten grand a minute til you get here, starting right now.
I said I’m coming! Don't you touch my money!
Fire in the hole, bitch! There goes ten G's! Ahhh, nice orange flames!
No. No, no, no, no, NO! Jesse– Jesse, please. I'm dying. My cancer is back. You're not hurting anyone but my family. Okay? Look, I–I can't spend this money. It's not for me. I won't be around long enough to use it. It belongs to my children.
Oh, you're gonna talk about kids. You're seriously gonna go there?
You're not, but you're gonna be!
Yes, I am sorry about Brock! But he's alive, isn't he?! He's fine, just as I planned it! Don't you think I knew exactly how much to give him? That I had it all measured out?! Come on! Don't you know me by now?
I know you're a lying, evil scumbag, that's what I know. Manipulating people. Messing with their heads.
Open your eyes! Can't you see that I needed you on my side to kill Gus?! I ran over those gangbangers! I killed Emilio and Krazy-8! Why? I did all of those things to try to save your life as much as mine, only you're too stupid to know it!
[after handcuffing Walt] Agent Gomez, should we flip a coin for the honors?
No way, man. It's all yours.
Walter White, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you at the government's expense. Do you understand these rights as I have just recited them to you?
[Jesse spits on Walt's face]
[over the phone] Hey, baby. I got him. Dead to rights.
Yeah. I got him in handcuffs as we speak. Want me to wave to him for you? [waves at Walt, handcuffed in the car] Huh? Well, he's not, uh– he's not feeling too friendly.
Oh, my God. You did it. Thank God.
Things are gonna be a little rough for the next couple weeks, but they'll get better. Baby, you okay?
I gotta go. It may be awhile before I get home. I love you.
[Jack points the gun at Hank and prepares to shoot him.]
No! Jack! No! Jack! Jack! Jack! No! No! Don’t! Jack! Don’t! No!
[Jack signals Kenny to bring Walter out of the SUV]
No! Jack! Jack! No! [walks toward Jack] Jack! No! Don’t kill him.
KKenny
Uh-uh, back it up.
[walks toward Jack] Don’t kill him. Don’t kill him. Jack.
KKenny
[pushes Walter away from Jack] Get back here.
JJack
The hell not? He’s DEA.
He’s my family. He’s my brother-in-law.
JJack
Didn’t cross your mind to maybe tell us you had a DEA agent for a brother-in-law? [to Todd] Did you know about this?
I called you off, remember? I told you not to come.
JJack
Well, it seems to me we did you a solid.
You weren’t supposed to be here.
JJack
Too late now. How about you telling me what was going down out here? Hmm? Yeah, you and your brother-in-law don’t seem to be getting along too well.
It doesn’t–doesn’t matter. It doesn’t concern you.
JJack
We just wasted his partner here and he’s wearing a bullet, so yeah, I’d say it does concern me.
This is... between him and me.
You bet your ass the cavalry’s comin’.
[to Jack] No! No, no. Jack, Jack! No. The DEA doesn’t know about this. Not yet. [to Hank] Hank, nothing can change what just happened, but you can walk out of here alive if you just promise us that you’ll– you’ll let this go.
[Hank scoffs]
JJack
Yeah, I thought as much. Sorry, man, just no scenario where this guy lives.
No, no, no, listen! I have money! It’s buried right here. It’s here. It’s $80 million. $80 million.
JJack
So, that’s what got this party started, huh? But this money of yours won’t do me much good in prison.
You can–you can go anywhere. You can do anything. Just think about that. You can have any future that you want. Jack. Eighty. Million. All you’ve got to do is let him go.
KKenny
That’s a hell of an offer.
JJack
[to Hank] What do you think, Fed? Would you take that deal?
It's Hank. His name is Hank.
JJack
How about it, Hank? Should I let you go?
My name is ASAC Schrader. And you can go fuck yourself.
Hank... listen to me. You gotta tell him. You gotta tell him now that we can work this out. Please. Please.
What? You want me to beg? You're the smartest guy I ever met. And you're too stupid to see... he made up his mind ten minutes ago. [to Jack] Do what you're gonna do—
[Jack shoots Hank dead]
