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[GIGGLES]

How's it coming?

[CHUCKLES]

Very, very well.

It's a flurry of deliveries.

Feels like Christmas morning.

[SIGHS]

It's exciting.

It's really coming together.

And I'd like to point out that if you have any understandable questions about the price tag...

[BANGS]

That sound? Quality.

At Pfizer, at Merck, that unit would be right at home.

That goes for all of it.

Good. I want you to have what you need.

Oh. Well,

I doff my proverbial cap to you, sir. Ha-ha.

When do you think we'll be up and running?

Within a month, I'd say.

Two weeks.

Or, yeah, two weeks.

Good. Very good.

By the way, that sample you asked me to run?

I ran it, and it is quite good.

Thank you very much,

Gale.

You can give that to Victor to discard.

Uh, sure.

Is that our competition?

I'm sorry?

The, uh...

It really is quite good.

The purity, of course,

I'm speaking of, speaking strictly in chemical terms.

And I can't, as of yet, account for the blue colour, but if that is our competition, we have our work cut out for us, so to speak.

You don't have any competition,

Gale, not as far as I'm concerned.

After all, how pure can pure be?

Well, it can be pretty darn pure.

Mr. Fring,

I can guarantee you a purity of 96 percent.

I'm proud of that figure.

It's a hard-earned figure, 96.

However, this other product is 99.

Maybe even a touch beyond that.

I'd need an instrument called a gas chromatograph to say for sure, but, um, that last 3 percent, it may not sound like a lot, but it is.

It's tremendous.

It's a tremendous gulf.

Gale, for our purposes,

96 percent will do just fine.

Please, don't let this trouble you.

Yeah. It's just...

I'd love to know who synthesized it, is all.

[SIGHS]

A man who wants to work with me.

A trained chemist, like yourself.

But it won't happen.

I don't consider him a professional.

If he's not, I don't know what that makes me.

I'm not trying to talk myself out of a job--

With this person, there are other considerations.

His is the best I've ever seen, hands down.

And I look at this place that you've built, the money you're investing, sparing no expense.

And I know...

I know that you want the best.

[♪♪♪]

[GUNSHOT]

[GASPING]

MAN:

6353 Juan Tabo. Apartment 6.

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

MAN:

No, no. Eubank's west.

It's between Eubank and Spain, but Mazatlan's closest.

[♪♪♪]

I don't know.

I just heard the one, like, you know, a backfire, a truck backfiring.

[VIBRATING]

I came out of my apartment.

A couple came out.

No. No, nobody saw.

Did you guys see anybody?

Guys, did you--? I don't know if they speak English too good.

I don't think they saw anybody.

It was just this one loud--

This very loud pop and that was all.

No arguing or like that.

So you guys good in directions there? You want me to...?

They coming east or west?

If heading east, tell them there's an Exxon on their left-hand side.

Then it's straight residential.

You want me to what? Yeah.

No. I'll stay on the line.

[DOOR OPENS

THEN FOOTSTEPS RUNNING]

You know him?

We all heard this shot.

I don't think you ought to go in there.

Mister, this is a crime scene.

You don't wanna touch anything.

Mister?

Mister, are you listening to me?

[♪♪♪]

[PANTING]

Little bastard.

Drive.

Drive.

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR OPENS]

What the hell happened?

He's gone?

Look at me.

Gone?

You sure?

VICTOR:

Gone. Splattered all over.

MIKE:

Oh, Jesus. Jesus.

Oh, shit.

All right.

So...

Shit.

All right, you do a sweep?

VICTOR: Couldn't. People there.

People? He get himself seen by these people?

What about you?

What about you?

Yeah. So what?

Just another looky-loo.

I guess I'd better get this over with.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

SKYLER:

Hey.

Oh, jeez, I woke you up.

I woke you up.

No, no, no, it's okay.

I needed to get up anyway.

Are you coming in?

No. It's kind of my only time to run errands.

I just needed to...

Ah.

I...

Sorry.

It's okay.

And thank you, bigtime, as always.

They seem to be getting bigger instead of smaller.

Not really sure what that's all about.

Please, for God's sake, tell me if this is getting to be too much for you.

Absolutely not, okay?

It's absolutely fine.

Okay.

Does this mean what I think it means?

What?

You and Walt?

What?

His car is in the driveway.

It's not a state secret.

I-- Oh. All right. Okay.

I'm not pressing. I just...

I think that it's great.

That's all, all right?

I'm out of here.

Okay.

Oh, hey. A big howdy-do to Mr. I'm-Not-Here.

[TEE DOUBLE'S

"BRINGING IT BACK" PLAYING

INDISTINCTLY OVER SPEAKERS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

WOMAN [ON RADIO]:

--in Albuquerque today.

But you know what?

It always is when you have

330 days of sunshine a year.

MAN:

On morning commute,

northbound 25,

we've got a two-car accident

on the right shoulder.

You gotta be careful.

Also, from the west side,

we've got another accident,

Paseo del Norte

and Second Street.

That one's on the left

shoulder, so be on the lookout.

That's a look at your morning

commute on Coyote 102.5.

[DOOR OPENS]

Oh, hey.

Breakfast?

[YAWNS]

Yeah.

Yeah? Okay.

All right. What you want?

[WALT SIGHS]

All right, look.

So I make it 10 to 9, which means--

Shut up.

Which means we need to start a cook in the next 10 minutes to keep to our schedule.

Gus' schedule.

And as angry as he may be,

I don't believe he's willing to forfeit an entire batch.

That just might make him angrier.

Come on, Mike. Let us cook.

Isn't that what this whole thing is about?

[MACHINERY WHIRRING]

That's right, genius.

Watch me.

We ain't missing no cook.

[DOOR RATTLING]

[BANGING ON DOOR]

[SIGHS]

We're closed.

Closed.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[HEAVY BREATHING CONTINUES]

[PHONE RINGING]

Saul Goodman and Associates.

I'll see if he's in.

Please hold.

[PHONE BEEPS]

Saul, Skyler White calling.

[PHONE BEEPS]

Saul.

[DEVICE BEEPING]

[SIGHS]

Saul,

Skyler White on the line.

Saul.

Hey.

Skyler White.

What the hell does she want?

[DEVICE CLICKS OFF]

He's nowhere to be found.

I called his condo, every number I have.

SAUL:

Yeah, I'm sure he's fine.

You're sure?

As in, you know where he is?

[LAUGHS]

Well, I'm not the man's keeper, but Walt's a big boy.

He'll turn up.

SKYLER:

Mr. Goodman,

something is going on.

Why would he leave his car in my driveway?

People carpool to work, right?

It's good for the environment.

He carpools? He carpools to his job at a meth lab?

Hey, whoa. Oh-ho, you're breaking up there.

I didn't quite catch that last... Whew!

You're a Chatty Cathy today.

Okay, do you know anything?

Anything at all? Please,

I'm looking for some help here.

Look, Walter is fine, okay?

I guarantee that, hundred percent.

One hundred percent.

[PHONE BEEPS]

[PHONE LINE HUMMING]

You got a passport, right?

[DOORBELL BUZZING]

Yeah. Albuquerque.

I'm in Nob Hill.

I need the number for a locksmith.

I don't know. Pick one.

You sure there's nothing?

No, it's not even me.

It's state law.

Are you sure there isn't some sort of--? I don't know.

No. Nothing.

Maybe a car registration.

That would have your address.

No, but I can't even get in my car.

My car keys were on the same ring.

[HOLLY CRYING]

My God, my credit cards, my--

It's all right, sweetheart.

My driver's license, my chequebook.

I have to start cancelling all that.

My whole life was in that purse and he just cut it right off my shoulder.

We could've been stabbed.

I'm sorry, really. But without proof of residency...

I can take you down to my shop.

You're welcome to wait, file a police report.

I can't believe this.

I cannot believe this day.

I know.

It's just, it's the law.

Oh, my God. My medication.

I bet it's gone.

[PANTING]

Oh, God, not now, not this.

Gotta call the pharmacy.

Are you okay?

Please, just--

Please, just take her.

Please.

Just take her, please.

Oh. Oh, God.

Not now. No. Not now.

[HOLLY CRYING]

[SKYLER SIGHS]

Oh, you're a lifesaver. Truly.

Here you go, sweetheart.

Oh, there you go.

[PANTING AND SIGHING]

Um-- How do you--? How do you wanna deal with the bill?

I-- Unfortunately, all my cash was taken so...

That's fine.

We'll mail it to you.

Will you? You know where I live, right?

Sir, again, thank you so much.

Really.

Yeah.

[♪♪♪]

[TYPING ON KEYBOARD]

[DOOR CLOSES]

MARIE:

Hey there. I'm back.

How was PT?

I heard it was very good.

Mm.

I'm really liking this new therapist.

He keeps me in the loop, always has time for a phone call. It's...

I like it.

So?

Tell me all about it.

I heard you broke new ground today.

I broke new ground?

That's what he said.

Tell me.

I walked 16 feet in 20 minutes, which is up from my 15 and a half yesterday.

And had maybe this much less shit in my pants.

So, yeah, Marie, if you and him and everybody in America took a vote, changed the meaning of the English language, yeah, I guess

I "broke new ground."

Well, call it a figure of speech, but I am seeing progress.

Definite progress.

You're ordering a new rock?

I'm bidding on a new mineral.

It's a nice one.

What? It's pretty.

I need the thing.

Okay, numero uno?

Dos.

Okay.

[HANK GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

It has all those pretty little crystals. I like that.

Okay.

All right,

I just wanna go on record, we should all be wearing masks.

We should be wearing masks.

[MIKE SIGHS]

Bet he forgets the aluminum.

Guaranteed.

Guarantee he forgets.

Mm-hm. Oh, you don't know what the hell you're doing, do you?

You forgot the aluminum.

One of the first steps in the...

Son of a bitch.

[DOOR OPENS]

[GLOVES SNAPPING]

All right, let's talk about

Gale Boetticher.

He was a good man and a good chemist, and I cared about him.

He didn't deserve what happened to him.

He didn't deserve it at all.

But I'd shoot him again tomorrow and the next day and the day after that.

When you make it Gale versus me, or Gale versus Jesse,

Gale loses, simple as that.

This is on you, Gus.

Not me, not Jesse.

Gale's death is on you.

I mean, really, what did you expect me to do, just simply roll over and allow you to murder us?

That I wouldn't take measures, extreme measures to defend myself?

Wrong.

Think again. And whatever it is you're planning there, whatever it is, the point that you're trying to make here, let me-- Let me suggest that you keep one thing in mind.

Without us, without Jesse and myself, you have no one to make your product.

Certainly not him.

This person doesn't know what the hell he's doing.

Been watching him for weeks.

I know every step of his cook.

Oh.

Do you really? You?

[SCOFFS]

Really?

Oh, so please tell me.

Catalytic hydrogenation, is it protic or aprotic?

Because I forget.

If our reduction isn't stereospecific, how can our product be enantiomerically pure?

I mean, is 1-phenyl-1-hydroxy-

2-methylamino-propane, containing, of course, chiral centres at carbons number one and two on the propane chain?

Then reduction to methamphetamine eliminates which chiral centre is it again?

Because I forgot.

Come on, help me out, professor.

Gus.

We're here. Come on.

Let us work.

All his bullshit aside, it's called a cook.

Everything comes down to following a recipe.

Simple, complicated, it doesn't matter.

The steps never change, and I know every step.

WALT:

Oh, is that what you want?

This short-order cook?

You're not flipping hamburgers.

What happens when you get a bad barrel of precursor?

How would you even know it?

And what happens in the summer when the humidity rises and your product goes cloudy?

How would you guard against that, huh?

Gus.

You do this, all you'll have left is an $8 million hole in the ground.

This lab, this equipment is useless without us.

Without Jesse and myself, you have no new product.

You have no income.

Your people out there will not be paid.

Your distribution chain collapses.

Without us, you have nothing.

You kill me, you have nothing.

You kill Jesse, you don't have me.

You won't do this.

You're too smart.

You can't afford to do this.

Please.

Let us just go back to work.

We're here.

Let us work.

We're ready to go to work.

We'll just pick up right where we left off.

[VICTOR GASPING]

[BLOOD SPURTING]

[GROANING]

[VICTOR CONTINUES GASPING]

[GAGS]

[BLOOD DRIPPING]

[PANTING]

[FAUCET SQUEAKS]

[WATER RUNNING]

[PANTING]

GUS:

Well?

Get back to work.

[♪♪♪]

[GRUNTING]

Listen, we'll just lay this down.

Put him in feet first.

Grab his shoe.

Here. Wait, wait, wait.

Just lift him up.

There. All right.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

WALT:

Oh, God.

JESSE:

You push that way,

I'll hold him in.

WALT:

Okay, ready? One...

Oh, shit.

JESSE:

Wait, wait. Wait.

[BARREL CREAKING]

WALT:

Forget that. Okay.

[PANTING]

Come on. Up.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Get down.

WALT:

Okay, okay.

I never use this stuff.

Are you sure it'll do the job?

Trust us.

[♪♪♪]

[MACHINERY WHIRRING]

[OVER SPEAKERS]

♪ There was once a time ♪

♪ When I didn't mind ♪

♪ If I never saw the light ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I can truly say ♪

Here you go, hon.

Get you anything else?

No, I'm good. Thanks.

♪ Oh, I don't mind ♪

♪ If my hair

Starts turning grey ♪

♪ There's not much

That I can do ♪

♪ Mm-hm ♪

♪ Long behind me I have

Left my younger days ♪

How you doing?

No, I mean, you know, how are you doing?

You did the only thing that you could.

I hope you understand that.

[EASY-LISTENING MUSIC

PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Thoughts?

Any thoughts on what our next move might be?

What next move?

Our next move.

Our next move, given the fact that at the first opportunity,

Gus will kill us.

What, that wasn't an opportunity just now?

Seemed like a damn good opportunity to me.

No, no.

Golden, I would say.

We bought ourselves some time, yes, but...

The question is how much.

He'll be looking for another chemist.

He's not gonna find another chemist.

Hm.

Where is he gonna find another chemist?

It's not just about somebody being able to run a lab that big.

Someone he can trust, someone he knows will keep their mouths shut.

Yeah. Good luck with that.

Bet it took him years to find Gale.

Bet he's sorry now.

[CHUCKLES]

Are you sure you're okay?

Now we all understand each other. Right?

What do you mean?

I mean, him and us, we get it.

[CLICKS TONGUE]

We're all on the same page.

And what page is that?

The one that says:

"If I can't kill you, you'll sure as shit wish you were dead."

[CHUCKLES]

[SLURPS]

Yo, excuse me.

Thanks.

[JESSE SIGHS]

Here.

DRIVER: Thank you, sir.

Have a good one.

Thanks.

[COUGHS]

Hi.

Hi.

Um, it's parked over on Amsden.

Junior was about to get up and he would've seen it, so I wanted to avoid a lot of questions.

Smart.

Well.

Kenny Rogers.

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

Right as rain.

Do you have your keys?

Yeah.

Um... It's parked three blocks down on the right.

Yeah.

[ALEXANDER'S "TRUTH" PLAYING]

♪ The truth is that

I never shook my shadow ♪

♪ Every day it's trying

To trick me into doing battle ♪

♪ Calling out "faker"

Only get me rattled ♪

♪ Want to pull me back ♪

♪ Behind the fence

With the cattle ♪

♪ Building your lenses

Digging your trenches ♪

♪ Put me on the front line

Leave me with a dumb mind ♪

♪ With no defences

But your defence is ♪

♪ If you can't stand

To feel the pain ♪

♪ Then you are senseless ♪

[♪♪♪]