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00:47:00
Bob Odenkirk, Jonathan Banks, Bryan Cranston, Aaron Paul, Anna Gunn, Dean Norris
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Just bumping ugli and smoking that crystal you got from your pal, Tuco?
...you abide by these stricture absolutely.
...from that chink place around the corner?
That's a new interdiction van right there, yeah.
...a fugue state is a very serious event.
...and observed what appeared to be a gunshot wound in his midsection.
But I think you know the badass who did.
So, Uncle Hank, he was in a shootout?
You don't remember talking to me when I was in the bathtub?
That's because you're working that ugly melon too hard.
Of avoiding questions about your disappearance?
Was he doing business with your nephew Tuco?
How about feelings of guilt or persecution?
It's the blue meth we found up by your late homey.
There's no sign of stroke or seizure. -And considering your condition...
You little sneaky bastard, you.
Well, which supermarket?
I'll tell you what, I'm glad you're back. You really gave us a scare.
Look at that, I love it. -They got the gut right.
So where you keep the pseudo?
He's my cousin.
They're rounding up a wheelchair for you, you freeloading bastard.
...and fired on me with what I ascertained to be an M16 assault rifle.
Mr. Salamanca lunge toward the vehicle...
...but once we gave him fluids he stabilise pretty quickly.
I saved your skinny ass, yo. I totally vouch for you.
...and friends surpass me in every way imaginable...
...and fired on me with what I ascertain to be an M16 assault rifle.
Again I instruct him to show his hands.
...we were shack up since Saturday.
Come on, where you tow it, man, Seattle?
The exception would be if you threaten to kill someone.
This stuff has to go, like, now. -Dude, you owe me.
The night you disappear, you came in when I was taking a bath...
They really cheer the place up.
...you abide by these strictures absolutely.
They threw me a party, the gals bake me a chocolate-chip cake...
No, not until you guys went and bust down the door.
They sweat me plenty, but they finally cut me loose.
When he pause to reload...
...and observe what appeared to be a gunshot wound in his midsection.
You know, certain folks are attract to shiny things.
I got bills due, man. I'm screw.
The Monte Carlo at the scene belong to a former student of his...
Cue-ball son of a bitch laugh in my face.
Kept his mouth shut for 17 years in San Quentin.
Don't go nowhere.
Somehow, some way, it's all connected.
...and I damn sure didn't say anything about no crystal.
I mean, obviously. Look, dude, I'll do, like, what you said, but why?
Well, there's definitely some good news here.
Now, is that absolutely necessary?
...if this is truly necessary, can't I continue as an outpatient?
I am an extremely overqualified high school chemistry teacher.
Sorry, sorry doesn't even cut it. Not nearly.
What are you doing now, exactly?
They sweated me plenty, but they finally cut me loose.
Better late than never, huh?
Actually, I think our next move is to schedule a psychiatric evaluation.
Walt, I understand that you've been kind of stressed out lately.
In any case, I'm gonna get over there as soon as I can.
Clovis, he'll pay you the rest later.
You ought to disappear more often.
I got as far as Gallup...
We were together the whole time, and he never left the room.
Nothing else? No fleeting images? -Well, no. I...
You sure this is the way to go?
All right. It was worth a try at least. -We gotta kick Pinkman loose.
We were together the whole time, and he never left the room.
I am an extremely overqualified high school chemistry teacher.
Sail me down your chocolaty river of meth.
That'd be sacrilege. -I told you, that's why we're here.
He's indestructible, you know that.
There was no fugue state.
Nothing else? No fleeting images? -Well, no. I...
It's a P2P cook. That barrel? Aqueous methylamine.
They're rounding up a wheelchair for you, you freeloading bastard.
An unrelated family matter.
You telling me you buy that lame-ass story?
I saved your skinny ass, yo. I totally vouched for you.
With that, you don't need pseudo. Come on, help me out, man.
My 15-year-old son has cerebral palsy.
An isolated episode of transient global amnesia.
...and you were very upset.
An isolated episode of transient global amnesia.
They sweated me plenty, but they finally cut me loose.
Okay. That's okay.
It's a bold plan, Mr. White.
Lab said that blue meth's the pure they've seen.
I told you, this is serious shit.
Would you tell me about patient confidentiality?
The Monte Carlo at the scene belonged to a former student of his...