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00:47:22
Bob Odenkirk, Jonathan Banks, Bryan Cranston, Aaron Paul, Anna Gunn, Dean Norris
472
So you point it how you want, okay? Quarter, half, teener, whatever.
Don't think for one second you have squatter's rights, because you don't.
...Tri-State Border Interdiction Task Force sound?
Perhaps I smoked them in a fugue state.
...but I was just tired of the lawn care, upkeep and whatnot. You know?
...and financing the world's most expensive alibi?
...but I was just tired of the lawn care, upkeep and whatnot. You know?
Dude, it's called breakage, okay?
The cartel, they litter the place with human heads.
Done. I'll meet you moron downstairs.
So you know, now I'm persona non gratis or whatever.
Some of those sucker travel thousands of miles...
...I'm gonna recommend cautious optimism.
Lately pretty much every dime-bagger we come across.
I beg your pardon?
Hey, look, I'm just the chemist here. I'm not the street guy, yo.
All right, the usual drill. I'll need a W-2 or recent pay stub, current employer...
Really? Does it inspire awe? -No. I mean, you know, it's great.
Snort meth off a bowie knife?
Good deal, mover. Good deal.
I'm a disappointment, apparently.
Balance for the tow, the repairs...
Don't be an asshole. -Gotcha.
Inside, padlock, plus gate privileges.
I thought we nix those, huh?
And you're all tuck in at night with your precious family.
Wow, you snuck in.
I beg your pardon?
Three and a half. That was it. I toss the rest.
I will not mess this up, okay? I swear.
The cartels, they litter the place with human heads.
Look, my folks, they kick me out.
No. They burn in, yo.
You bet I will. Yeah, in triplicate.
Been around someone who smoke?
So you're saying that your guy got rob-
You and I split $2,000 per ounce.
Because I sure as hell didn't find myself lock in a trunk...
Try not to get lost on the way.
Please, don't tell me to relax. -Sorry, I forgot.
What happen when word gets out...
I guess it's true, he did.
If you blow this, I want you gone.
But it seem to me that what you call breakage...
That's what I'm wait for.
...or I walk.
Did you really think it was all just neatly gonna go away?
Dude, I got nowhere else to go. This is it.
...I know it's strictly your domain, but...
For? -You know perfectly well, Marie.
Yeah, damn straight.
Still, somebody somewhere is cooking that big blue we keep finding.
Okay? You're talking me, solo, busting hump slinging shards.
Yeah, of course. No problem. DBAA. Obviously, yeah.
I'm a disappointment, apparently.
So you're interested? -Definitely. Definitely, yeah.
No more-? -No. No. Absolutely none.
So you know, now I'm persona non gratis or whatever.
That is in fact exactly what it looks like to me.
And perhaps I was overly ambitious.
Now, D.C., on the other hand, I could get behind.
Prior to Tuco, that was your plan, wasn't it?
Outside. -Inside.
That's kind of hopeful, bro.
Inside, padlocked, plus gate privileges.
Lately pretty much every dime-bagger we come across.
You'll start feeling better soon, more like yourself.
...before your greedy old ass came along. All right?
If you don't respect me enough to apologise, to tell me the truth, then-
No, I'm not exposing myself to that level of risk for chump change.
...the distinction between diagnostic and exploratory?
It's gonna be pretty much sparse. Very Asiany, modern stuff.
...I'm gonna recommend cautious optimism.
And I'm sure you'll be very glad to hear that, yes, I feel ashamed.
And perhaps I was overly ambitious.
I know guys that'll have your skinny ass out back by the Dumpster...
I had an entire house before, detached and all...
I don't think either of us are eager to jump into bed with another Tuco.
It's gonna be chill. -The ladies...
Or you're even dumb than I thought.
And you're all tucked in at night with your precious family.
I'm surprised your head still fits through the door.
I could totally go for a loving spoonful.
...the distinction between diagnostic and exploratory?
...which, as you might remember, was the whole damn point.
My guys get what they're up against and they're careful.
And you're thinking this is acceptable?
Right on the border of lawless Mexican hell.
Now, I got mad volume.
Blind drop. I will let you know when and where.
So things are quiet, you know. Not a lot of crystal on the streets now.
All right, the usual drill. I'll need a W-2 or recent pay stub, current employer...