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00:43:14
Bob Odenkirk, Rhea Seehorn, Jonathan Banks, Patrick Fabian, Michael Mando
96
Thirty-four pounds, not including your bipod, which adds some heft.
You made Cliff and his partners look like schmuck. Shall I go on?
I know. He sent me to get his ink blotter. I'll just be a second.
- ...that would be extortion. - Yeah. It would.
...but you're talking about a.5 MOA at well past a thousand metres.
It fires a.50 calibre BMG. Very effective against soft targets...
Mm. Looks like a hernia with a scope on it.
Could've been any of them as far as the cartel's concerned.
Looks like a gangster thing, but it's so he can keep an eye on his ride.
And what, call him a pig fucker again? Yup, that'll help.
Should throw off your X-ray diffraction and some other higher-end methods.
You calling me a liar?
Man, I drop a dime on Tuco, who do you think the cartel looks at? Me.
Essentially the same rifle used by Marine sniper since 1966.
- You did that. - Oh, come on. That'll buff right out.
Biggest difference is the stock. It's fiberglass instead of wood.
Can we just get down to brass tack here?
- You are such an asshole. - Why?
And there's a weekly billing quota that I'm about 40 hours behind on...
Another feather in your cap with Clifford Main.
They were running this peanut-butter crank.
...with these biker out of Riverside County.
Still, you could have gotten twice as much for one-tenth of the hassle.
Sometimes I overdo it, that's all. It passes.
--inexplicably vouch for you with Cliff Main.
You embarrass Howard, who-- God help him.
I know you like to think the world revolve around you...
- Why not? - Because if I were impeding the career...
It was a simple little commercial. It aire once, that's all.
No, unless you ground the hole clean through, acid will recover it.
- You scare me last night. - Yeah.
...dealer comes in, pays what he owe.
- He can't blame you for this. - I warn you he would.
- You didn't think I deserve a heads up? - I didn't realise--
...but you're like an alcoholic who refuse to admit he's got a problem.
I screw up, you know. I know that.
I admit I got a little ahead of myself. A little exuberant...
What can I do to put Kim back where she belong, huh?
She didn't know I hadn't gotten it approve. She--
Huh? So? What do you say? You help Kim, I quit the law.
I don't wanna get involve.
...she was suppose to tell Howard.
So I pull in next to him. That assumes there's a parking spot.
We were caught flat-footed in front of our co-counsel.
...one of them got ideas, decide to kill Tuco, get a cut of the business.
As far as she was concerned, Cliff Main was already loop in.
--inexplicably vouched for you with Cliff Main.
How he hasn't fired you for this positively mystifies me.
Kind of felt bad afterwards.
Essentially the same rifle used by Marine snipers since 1966.
Strictly to save money.
You definitely earned it.
...is something we've been carefully building for years.
And you're forever shocked when it blows up in your face.
Still, you could have gotten twice as much for one-tenth of the hassle.
...he certainly wouldn't have recommended you to Davis & Main.
...we've gotten nearly 200 phone calls since this one airing.
How exactly do I not get seen? My car, at least.
Happens sometimes.
You wanna believe that deep down, I'm some hypocrite.
And there's a weekly billing quota that I'm about 40 hours behind on...
Biggest difference is the stock. It's fiberglass instead of wood.
Going forward, you can expect a great deal more scrutiny.
...you're still gonna be at least 20 minutes late for work.
Actually, I'm sure it was Kim Wexler who talked him into doing that.
You're doing just fine on your own.
But someone inside, they can't pick you out.
Please leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
The vote is currently 2-to-1 to fire you for cause.
That's uncalled for. And if Howard were my puppet...
Wood warped like hell.
- Watch yourself, the floor is slick. - Thank you, Gesualdo.
And you're forever shocked when it blows up in your face.
- Let's just stay calm here. - Ha-ha.
...before they sent it into a damn jungle.
You coming as a solo practitioner, I knew there's gonna be a learning curve.
...would I be okay with you giving million dollar bonuses?
If you're mad at me, take it out on me.
Tuco just keeps staring at him, then he goes real quiet.
Single-shot, bolt. Simple, effective, reliable.
You get it wet, put it in the sun, gone.
State-of-the-art, accurate to 2400 metres.
I'm not aware of hitting anyone's car. But if I did, I apologise.
As always, I've gone to the trouble of grinding down the serial number.
It's not Tuco. It's keeping it secret.
Tried and true, battle-tested.
...I get in mine, boom, we go our separate ways.
That is rich. Now, tell me, when Howard was making his management decisions...
Solid?
It fires a.50 calibre BMG. Very effective against soft targets...
...through a random stipple machine press.
We were caught flat-footed in front of our co-counsel.