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[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

[♪♪♪]

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

What did you say to Gus?

Because he's onto us.

Yeah.

I didn't say jack.

What do you mean he's onto us?

He's walking to his car, then suddenly he isn't.

Does he have some kind of sixth sense?

Jesus, what did you say to him?

Could I ask my own question right now, at this point?

Did you just bring a bomb into a hospital?

What?

Was I supposed to leave it on his car?

You're supposed to bring it into a hospital?

[PANTING]

Oh, my God.

Look, where can we find Gus?

Name a place. Name one place where I could surprise him, where he won't see me coming.

Because his house, the laundry, the restaurant, the factory farm, they are all wired with cameras.

One place.

Think.

Jesse, think.

Where is it? Where?

Because if you can't tell me, we are dead.

[PANTING]

[WHISPERING]

Jesse.

I don't--

I don't know.

Well, maybe--

Excuse me.

Jesse Pinkman?

Uh, yeah.

Hi. Detective Kalanchoe.

This is Detective Munn,

Albuquerque Police.

We were wondering if we could have a few minutes, maybe go someplace and talk.

About what?

Sorry, didn't catch your name.

About what?

It concerns

Brock Cantillo and a statement you made to his mother.

How about you come with us?

We just want to clear things up. No big deal.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

[♪♪♪]

JESSE:

So am I under arrest?

KALANCHOE:

You're not under arrest.

We're just talking.

JESSE:

So if I get tired of talking, want to get up and leave--

We'd prefer you didn't.

You'd prefer.

Jesse, why'd you tell Brock's mom the boy had been poisoned?

[SIGHS]

Look, I think this has been, you know, uh, what do you call it?

Overblown, because all I basically said was "Had the doctors thought maybe Brock got poisoned?"

In a cover-all-bases kind of sense.

Yeah. No, I'm sure they appreciated that, you helping them out like that, especially with how specific you were.

Ricin. Wow.

KALANCHOE:

That's definitely a big one.

You don't see that every day, so when doctors hear that, they take it very seriously.

As do we.

As does the FBI.

Okay.

And nice, you know, you trying to help out like that, you know, professional courtesy, sharing your expertise.

I ain't got no expertise.

All right?

I just, you know--

You just happen to guess this one rare poison might be the thing that put this little boy in the hospital.

And congratulations, because his doctors, they're beginning to think you might be right.

So why ricin?

How'd you come up with that?

[SIGHS]

Man, I think I've--

I don't know. I must've saw it on House or something.

Huh.

Yeah, you know, like House or the Discovery Channel.

Sometimes your brain just makes these connections.

Does it?

Mine does.

That's interesting.

Look, I got to get back.

But we're still talking.

So I'm not under arrest, but I can't leave.

So, then, I guess I should call my lawyer.

Right?

We're just having a simple conversation, Jess.

Why can't we keep talking, keep it light?

Man, you know how it is when the lawyers get to it.

Suddenly everything's a big pissing match, like, every time.

Adversarial.

Adversarial.

Then we gotta book you, blah, blah.

You know. You've been around the block, Jesse.

You're no Boy Scout.

Saul Goodman.

That's my guy.

So do I gotta call him, or do you?

[RINGING]

[PAPER SHREDDER WHIRRING]

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

[KNOCKING PERSISTING]

[GLASS SHATTERS]

[MAN GRUNTS]

What the hell you doing?

I need Saul right now.

So you just break in?

I see you're here, by the way.

If you'd bothered to answer the phone or the door, maybe I wouldn't have--

Forget it.

Is he here?

Is that a serious question?

Why would he be here?

But you know where he is.

I need a number.

[LAUGHS]

Look, let me explain something to you.

My partner and I--

Are in danger?

Whoop-dee-freaking-doo.

Why do you think he's not here?

And how's that news, exactly, the two of you being in danger, after doing something idiotic?

And what gives you the right to break down my door?

Look, I just need a number, okay? That's all.

You are such a pain in my ass.

You know that?

You're the reason I gotta go on unemployment.

I was looking forward to getting out of here, but no!

Now I got to wait around all day for a plate glass guy to come and fix this door.

And who pays for this?

Okay, you know what?

Here, look. I'm giving you everything. All of it, okay?

There's one, two, three--

Look, there's got to be at least $1700 there, okay?

That'll cover the cost of the door.

Now, I apologize profusely.

Please, the phone number.

Door like this is gonna cost way more than 1700.

What? For a plate of glass? No.

Oh, yeah,

I bet it does.

I bet you it winds up costing...

20,000.

[LAUGHS]

Are you insane?

Who the hell is going to charge $20,000 for a plate glass door?

There's no reputable vendor w--

Now I'm thinking 25.

I'll be right back.

[GRUNTS]

[DIALS]

Yes, Albuquerque,

New Mexico.

The number of Rebecca Simmons,

306 Negra Arroyo Lane.

Would you connect it for me, please?

Thank you.

Becky, hi, it's Walter White.

Listen, I wa--

I'm-- I'm-- I'm fine.

I'm fine.

How are you?

Oh, good, good.

Yes, cats are--

Listen, Skyler and I are out of town.

We're on our way up to Santa Fe, and Junior just told us that he thinks he may have left the burner on--

On the stove.

Yes, God forbid there's a fire.

Well, that's--

That's why I'm calling.

I-- I just wanted to ask, and I'm sorry to do this, but do you still have the key?

You do? Good.

And would you be willing to--?

Oh, you are a life saver.

Thank you so much.

Yes.

Okay.

Okay,

I'll await your call.

Thank you so much.

Bye-bye.

[PHONE BEEPS OFF]

There you go.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Becky?

Oh.

Oh, that's good.

That's a relief.

I owe you one, bigtime.

[♪♪♪]

[COUGHS]

[GRUNTS]

[♪♪♪]

So how's he doing?

You could at least say, instead of being a couple of dicks.

Jesse, if you cared at all about that little boy, prove it to me.

Tell us what you know.

I told you what I know.

Tell us again.

What are you, like--

Like broken records?

I was trying to be helpful.

End of story.

Guess we'll have to wait and see what the tox screen says.

Oh, look at this.

Isn't this cozy?

What'd you tell them?

I told them they were a couple of dicks.

Heh. He's a wordsmith.

Well, detectives, it's been a pleasure.

Now, up you go.

Make like you got manners.

Make like you respect the rule of law.

Au revoir,

auf Wiedersehen,

hasta luego, get the hell out.

Buh-bye.

That's it. Pick it up.

Follow your partner.

And one, two...

Thank you.

Christ. You two.

All I can say is if I ever get anal polyps,

I'll know what to name them.

You gonna get me out of here?

Ah.

Hm. No.

Not even if I could.

You know, the FBI's going to show up on this ricin thing, and then you're in it for the duration.

You know, you're a lot safer in here.

They tried to get your partner in his home.

Jesus.

Is he okay?

Well, he's okay like a fruit fly's okay.

We're all on the clock here, thanks for that.

You want to stick your wangs in a hornet's nest, it's a free country, but how come I get sloppy seconds, huh?

[SIGHS]

You got anything for me?

Tell me I didn't poke my head up for nothing.

[SIGHS]

Yeah.

I've been thinking.

And?

Casa Tranquila.

What's Casa Tranquila?

It's an old folks' home off Paseo Del Norte.

Our boy tells me

Fring took him there to visit one of the patients, someone Pinkman says you'll definitely remember:

Tio Salamanca.

Old guy in a wheelchair.

Um, doesn't talk, rings a bell.

I don't mean

"Does that ring a bell?"

I mean, the guy actually has to ring a bell.

I-- Yes, I know.

I remember.

So, what, once every blue moon,

Gus goes and visits an old cartel associate.

That-- That doesn't help me.

I can't very well hide out in a nursing home for six months hoping, on the off chance, that he comes back.

It's not even like they're friends.

Pinkman said it was like he was torturing the old guy.

What does that mean?

He told him the last of his family was dead.

He seemed to enjoy telling him.

Afterward, Pinkman asked him about it.

All Gus would say was this Tio character once murdered someone close to him.

Wait.

Tio murdered someone close to Gus?

I know it sounds not particularly fruitful, but, uh, sorry, that's--

That's all I got.

They're enemies, not friends.

Your next number in this coverall game, where you cover the whole shmoley, is B-number-3.

Like Goldilocks

and the Three Bears.

That's number 3 in your B column, followed by O-74.

That's O-74 on the other side of your card.

[BINGO BALLS RATTLING]

Now we have that lucky number:

B-number-7.

Is it lucky for you?

B-7.

In the "I" row, 2-1.

I-21...

I know you despise me, and I know how badly you want to see me dead, but I'm willing to bet that I know a man whom you hate even more.

BINGO CALLER:

Those N's just keep coming.

They're sticking together.

I am offering you an opportunity for revenge.

BINGO CALLER:

4-8.

The continental United States, excluding Alaska and Hawaii.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

[BELL RINGING]

Okay, I'm here.

How you doing this morning,

Mr. Salamanca?

You need something?

[BELL DINGS]

You need to go poopie? Huh?

Did you go poopie already? No?

What do you need?

You want me to get the board for you?

Okay.

All right.

Okay, here we go.

A-E-I--

[BELL DINGS]

Row I.

I-J-K-L-M-N--

[BELL DINGS]

First letter: N.

A-E--

Row E.

E-- Second letter-E.

A-E--

Row E. E--

Next letter: E.

A--

[BELL DINGS]

Row A. A-B-C-D--

[BELL DINGS]

Next letter: D.

A--

[BELL DINGS]

Row A. A-B-C-D--

[BELL DINGS]

Next letter: D.

A-E--

[BELL DINGS]

Row E.

E--

[BELL DINGS]

E. A--

[BELL DINGS]

Row A.

A--

[BELL DINGS]

Next letter: A.

A-E-I-O-U...

I don't think we're finished.

A-E-I-O-U...

[HUFFING]

Finish the word,

Mr. Salamanca.

Is it "dear"?

Is it "deal"?

Honey, "dea" isn't a word.

Help me out here.

[PHONE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

Hey, son, what's up?

When exactly are you getting here?

Uh, just as soon as I can.

Look, this is a serious situation, and you're not taking it seriously.

Give me the phone.

Let me talk.

No, I am taking it

very seriously.

Just give it to me, Walt.

I'm very concerned about

Uncle Hank and his safety.

But whomever is making these threats against him,

I can assure you there's absolutely no interest in me.

I'm not on--

On anyone's radar,

and besides your mother--

Give it to me!

Walter?

Did you hear what he said?

Get over here.

No more excuses.

Marie, I-- I will be there just as soon as I can.

I promise.

Hold on.

You want to weigh in here?

Maybe you could talk some sense into him.

Marie, he'll get here when he gets here, so...

Well, I hope you sell plenty of air fresheners.

I hope you just have

a banner day over there.

Okay, Walt? Don't worry

about a thing here.

Goodbye.

And thank you for all of your help.

Huh?

Anything?

Hi, everyone.

SKYLER: Hi, Steve.

How's everybody holding up?

HANK:

Just the man I want to see.

Come here, look at this.

Jesus, enough with the laundry.

No, no, no, hear me out.

This panel, if I'm reading it correctly, is a 7200-amp service.

This place has two of them.

That's a whole lot of juice, brother.

Laundry this size typically has maybe half that.

So, what's with the extra panel?

What are you,

Thomas Edison?

I asked a bunch of electricians.

They have their own chat rooms, like where all they talk about was wiring?

Freaking Internet--

Find anything on it these days.

What do you say?

Pop over, have another look-see?

Listen...

I think we possibly have a lead on something.

Yeah?

I have this guy at the office.

He says he has some kind of information.

The thing is, he'll only give it to you, in person.

Okay.

Remember

Hector Salamanca?

What, you mean the old cripple guy with the bell?

Rather crap on our floor than talk?

Don't remember him.

Why?

Well, he's the guy.

His nurse calls us, says he wants to powwow.

[SIGHS]

So we have this guy at the office for three hours, and he still just wants to talk to you.

Do not even think about going down there.

Marie.

This is clearly a ploy or a trick or something designed to get Hank out into the open.

That's all this is.

That's what we thought.

MARIE: Well...

It's been years since this guy's been a player.

His nephew's gone.

Doesn't have anybody.

The nurse checks out--

Don't know nothing.

Guess I just don't see an angle in it, if there even is one.

Of course, if you did want to talk to this guy, there's no safer place.

I don't think this sounds like a good idea.

Yeah, I agree, Uncle Hank.

It is a ridiculous idea, and there is no way that you are going to do it, end of story.

Hank, thanks for coming down.

HANK:

No problem at all.

Good to see you, sir.

So, Mr. Salamanca, you had something to tell me?

A-E-I-O--

[BELL DINGS]

Row O.

P-Q-R-S--

First letter: S.

A-E-I-O-U--

[BELL DINGING]

Second letter: U.

A--

[BELL DINGS]

B-C--

[BELL DINGS]

A-E-I--

[BELL DINGS]

J-K--

[BELL DINGS]

A-E-I--

[BELL DINGS]

J-K-L-M--

A-E-I-O-U--

[BELL DINGS]

Row U.

V-W-X-Y--

[BELL DINGS]

All right, that's enough.

Thank you.

Yeah, thanks. I, uh--

I can spell.

Well, you got that out of your system now?

Shall we try this one more time?

[BELL DINGS]

[NURSE CLEARING THROAT]

A-B--

[BELL DINGS]

F--

[BELL DINGS]

A-E-I-O-U--

[BELL DINGING]

A--

[BELL DINGS]

B-C--

[BELL DINGS]

Yeah, we-- We got it.

I am-- I am--

I am just so, so sorry.

At least this time he didn't shit himself.

Guess that's progress.

[♪♪♪]

[DIALS]

GUS [OVER PHONE]:

Yes.

We may have a problem.

I got eyes on the DEA.

They just had

a visitor.

Hector Salamanca.

I don't even know what to say to you right now.

You just sit here, and you think about how far that kind of behavior is gonna get you.

Not far, let me tell you.

[CREAKS]

Any second thoughts?

Then let's get to work.

[DEVICE CLICKS, BEEP PULSES]

[DEVICE CLICKS,

BEEP PULSING STOPS]

WOMAN:

Hello.

[WOMAN GIGGLES]

Hi...

Hi.

WOMAN:

Hello.

[CHUCKLING]

Hi.

[♪♪♪]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Mr. Pinkman.

You're free to go.

Why?

What happened?

Tox screen came back.

No ricin poisoning.

Surprised, huh?

No, why should I be?

Your jacket.

Till we meet again.

Okay, okay...

Hey, yo! Yo! Right here.

[DIALING]

Hey, Andrea, um, I'm just checking on Brock.

Uh, hey, it sounds like--

I mean, listen, just call me if you can, all right?

I'm headed back over.

All right.

Hey, excuse me.

[TASER ZAPS]

[GRUNTS]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Yes.

TYRUS [OVER PHONE]:

We picked up Pinkman.

No witnesses.

What about Hector?

I've checked inside and out.

No wires, no camera, no surveillance.

A police cruiser rolled through about an hour ago.

Seemed routine.

It's just him,

alone in his room.

[SIGHS]

All right.

I'm on my way.

Maybe it's better if--

If I do this myself.

I do this.

[PHONE BEEPS OFF]

[♪♪♪]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

TYRUS [OVER PHONE]:

It's all clear.

Wait here.

[♪♪♪]

GUS:

What kind of man talks to the DEA?

No man.

No man at all.

[CHAIR SCRAPING FLOOR]

A crippled little rata.

What a reputation to leave behind.

Is that how you want to be remembered?

[SIGHS]

Last chance to look at me, Hector.

[SCREAMS]

[EXPLOSION]

[ALARM BLARING]

[PEOPLE SHOUTING DISTANTLY]

Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus.

[GASPS]

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]:

...the same vote.

Hey, it's that time again

where we tell about

your own personal hell

known as

the afternoon commute.

How bad are things looking?

MAN:

Southbound 25,

got an accident at Jefferson

on the right shoulder,

so stay to the left

as you move through that area,

and things have slowed

to a crawl at the Big I.

No surprises there.

WOMAN: Hang on.

I hate to interrupt you here,

but I do have breaking news,

coming out

of the North Valley.

An explosion

reported at a nursing home,

the Casa Tranquila

Nursing Home.

MAN: Oh, no.

WOMAN: You heard of that place.

We've got very few details

on it so far.

The initial report is, though,

as many as three people

may have been killed.

MAN:

Oh, no.

WOMAN:

The news is disturbing.

We'll get more information

as soon as it comes.

Situation over there,

I imagine, is hectic.

What's traffic looking like?

MAN:

I know where the home is.

If you're moving

through that area,

we're talking about

east and westbound Paseo

in the North Valley.

You've got to avoid that area.

WOMAN:

Our hearts going out

to the victims.

[ENGINE STARTS]

More details soon.

Coming up on Coyote 102.5,

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on New Mexico's finest rock.

[CONTAINER CLATTERS]

You wanna cook with a broken arm?

Next step, CO2.

Do it.

[GAS HISSING]

[ALARM BUZZES]

Hey.

I better hear them click.

[CLICKING]

[ALARM BUZZES]

[ELEVATOR WHIRRING]

What, you got a problem with stairs?

[GUNSHOTS]

[BODIES THUD]

[PANTING]

[ELEVATOR DOOR CLOSING]

[WHISPERING]

Please, please...

Gus is dead.

We've got work to do.

[♪♪♪]

[ALARM BEEPING]

Vámonos.

[EXPLOSION RUMBLES]

[MAN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

Uh, he's gonna pull through.

Yeah?

[SNIFFLES]

Yeah, it looked, uh, kind of touch-and-go there for a while, but he's gonna--

He's gonna make it.

Thank God.

Oh, thank God.

[SIGHS]

You know, still saying it wasn't the ricin.

I don't understand.

Then what was it?

Saying it was most likely a flower called lily of the valley.

Yeah, it's--

It's, like, common.

It's got these red berries on it that I guess taste sweet, and sometimes little kids eat them and wind up poisoning themselves, and that's it.

Nothing more.

So Gus didn't poison him after all.

Still, he...

He, uh-- He had to go, right?

You're damn right.

Gus had to go.

Um, you know,

I should--

I should get back.

Andrea's waiting.

[DIALS]

I'm here at Casa Tranquila,

where three are dead

following an explosion

that rocked

this care facility today.

[PHONE RINGING]

The fireball completely

consumed one resident's room

and damaged areas nearby.

Walt?

Tell Dad to turn on his TV.

Shh!

Let me get where I can hear.

Tell him Hank was right.

Walt?

WALT [OVER PHONE]:

How are you doing?

How am I doing? How are you?

I'm, uh...

I'm doing quite well.

[SIGHS]

I'm good.

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--

It's over.

We're safe.

Was this you?

What happened?

I won.

[DANGER MOUSE & DANIELE LUPPI'S

"BLACK" PLAYING]

♪ We touched the walls

Of the city streets ♪

♪ And didn't explain

Sadly showed us our ways ♪

♪ Of never asking why ♪

♪ Cast down

It was heaven sent ♪

♪ And to the church

No intent to repent ♪

♪ On my knees ♪

♪ Just to cry ♪

♪ Until you travel

To that place ♪

♪ You can't come back ♪

♪ When the last pain

Is gone ♪

♪ And all that's left

Is black ♪

♪ Looking at up at those stars

In the sky ♪

♪ Those white clouds

Have turned it black ♪

[♪♪♪]