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He was out here with those feds...

Shouldn't we maybe find out what he told them first?

Get out.

Put the knife down, please.

- Get out! - Ah!

Ahh!

I need the police. My dad...

You have no right to discuss anything of what I do.

What the hell do you know about it anyway?

Nothing!

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You can come on out.

It's an actual store.

Mm-hmm.

I guess I figured Vacuum Cleaner Repair

was a term of art.

If you would step right here on this blue spot.

Leave your luggage where it is for the moment.

That good?

Sure.

What about this?

I'll Photoshop that out.

Oh, Nebraska. What's in Nebraska?

You. From now on.

It's gonna take me some time

to get your new situation fixed.

Until then, you're gonna be staying here.

I got a place downstairs, out of sight.

It's not the Ritz-Carlton,

but it's comfortable enough for short-term.

How short-term?

Considering you got your face up on buses and billboards all over town,

I'm thinking, uh, two days.

Maybe three.

Only thing is,

and I don't like to do this,

but, uh, you'll have a bunk mate.

Oh, yeah? He's still here?

For the moment.

He's a special case. Gonna take some doing.

How's he holding up?

You be the judge.

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We will find Hank.

Steve too.

They're out there, and we're gonna find them.

You have my word.

Sir.

Call it in, get her out of here. Move.

I, uh, get to his door,

and I could hear music inside.

Like squeaky voices.

And I thought, you know,

maybe, uh...

I knocked on his door.

The music stopped, and then he was right there.

When he saw the gun, he thought--

Hey, Kenny.

Does this pussy cry through the entire thing?

Just watch.

Kept saying that...

You know, "You don't have to do this."

His eyes were so big.

Such a bitch. He won't quit.

...high-fiving, because it worked,

then, you know, we turn around,

and there is this kid

on a dirt bike, looking at us.

Drew Sharp.

That kid that went missing up in White Horse.

It's him.

And then out of nowhere,

Todd, that opie, dead-eyed piece of shit,

pulls out a gun and shoots the kid.

This is Todd Alquist we're talking about?

He killed Drew Sharp?

Boom. Like it was nothing.

Hey, Uncle Jack. Hold up.

I think we should keep him for a while,

get a couple of cooks under our belt.

You seriously giving me this turn-the-other-cheek crap?

He ratted you out. Personally.

We still got 600 gallons of methylamine.

Meth? Who gives a shit about meth?

We won the lottery here.

We've got all the money in the world.

You're talking to me about selling crank?

I mean, this is millions, Uncle Jack.

No matter how much you got,

how do you turn your back on more?

You little...

son of a bitch.

It's that Lydia woman.

You're sweet on her, you little bastard.

Hey, Kenny, you believe this?

Hey, it's all about this right here, huh?

Come on.

You can do better.

I mean, that one's so uptight,

she's probably got a wood chipper for a coochie.

You stick it in down there,

you're pulling back a stump.

Ah, what the hell.

Heart wants what the heart wants, right?

Let's go back and watch some more

of that crybaby rat, huh?

How thick is it?

This is mild steel?

Uh-huh.

Uh, no, this would be cash.

What?

Nothing.

Hey, you know what?

Make yourself useful.

Give me a list of hitters, mercenaries.

Yes, yes, I remember. You've got concerns.

Don't worry. We'll take the time to vet them.

Make sure there are no undercover cops on the team.

Five should do it.

Providing they're the right men for the job.

I'm gonna hate myself for asking,

but, uh, who are we hitting?

Jack Welker. And his men.

They murdered Hank. They stole my life's work.

I don't know any hit men.

You know a guy who knows a guy.

Just get me the contacts. Anybody in that world.

I'm paying top dollar. We'll find them.

You mind if I give you a nickel's worth of advice?

Just for old time's sake?

You're worried about your wife and kids?

Don't leave.

The way things are right now,

some people, not me, mind you,

but some people might say

you're leaving her high and dry.

Some people would be ignorant on the facts.

Some people wouldn't know

that as far as the police are concerned,

Skyler is a blameless victim.

No, no, no. Go ahead.

Get it off your chest.

Go on.

The phone call was a smart move.

Kudos to you.

Odds are it was recorded.

It's gonna play great for a jury.

It might even buy her a mistrial.

In a year and a half.

Until then, if they don't have you,

they're going after her.

There's no point. She knows nothing.

Well, too bad for her, then.

She's got nothing to trade.

I hate to be a downer here,

but there are two DEA agents missing.

Presumed dead.

You think the feds are gonna just let that go

'cause you hit the ejector seat?

First thing they're gonna do,

they will RICO your wife and kids out of the house.

That condo is gone.

Your bank accounts, they're frozen.

Her picture's probably on TV right now,

next to yours.

Who's gonna hire her?

Money's no problem.

Well, I don't mean to contradict you,

but getting it to her, impossible.

The feds are just praying that you'll make contact.

Internet, the phone-- it's all tapped.

Hey, Mike was no dummy.

But every time he tried to get his nest egg to his granddaughter,

it ended up in Uncle Sam's pockets.

So you propose what?

Stay. Face the music.

Hey, I mean, how much time have you got left?

You walk in with your head held high.

You'll be the John Dillinger

of the Metropolitan Detention Center.

How bad is that?

And you bring a barrel full of drug money,

maybe that soothes some troubled waters.

Maybe they let your family stay in the house.

After all, the house predates the criminal enterprise.

God, you think I want to run?!

This is the last thing that I want.

This-- this changes nothing.

What I do, I do for my family.

My money goes to my children.

Not just this barrel. All of it!

I'm going to kill Jack and his entire crew,

and I'm gonna take back what is mine

and give it to my children.

And then, and only then...

Am I through.

Do you understand?

Everything good?

Define "good."

You're set. Time to go.

You'll be a little longer.

I'm still working on transportation.

Change of plans.

He's coming with me.

No. No, that's not--

We're going together. I can use him.

I'll give you two a minute.

Hey, I'm a civilian.

I'm not your lawyer anymore.

I'm nobody's lawyer. The fun's over.

From here on out, I'm Mr. Low Profile.

Just another douche bag with a job

and three pairs of Dockers.

If I'm lucky, month from now,

best-case scenario,

I'm managing a cinnabon in Omaha.

You're still part of this. Whether you like it or not.

I'm sorry. I don't think so.

You remember what I told you?

It's not over.

Unti...

It's over.

Is she even listening?

Mrs. White?

Are you following all this?

Do you understand what's happening here?

Yes.

I understand.

I understand I'm in terrible trouble.

I understand that you will use everything

in your power against me and my children

unless-- unless I give you Walt.

But the truth is, I can't give you what you want.

I don't know where he is.

All right, go and discuss this with your lawyer here.

Rack your brain.

And hope you can come up with something we can use.

4-17?

4-17. No activity.

Ma'am, is there anybody else in the house?

What about your son?

If I go look in his room,

am I gonna see him?

He's not gonna pop out and surprise me?

If this guy takes his hand away,

are you gonna scream?

He's at his friend's house.

He's been there all week.

Please... Please don't hurt my baby.

- Please-- please. - Ma'am.

We-- we got a lot of respect for your husband.

There's just something that we gotta straighten out.

Okay? We know that you've been talking to the police,

and that's okay.

You gotta do that.

But you've seen some people.

Like that lady who came into the car wash.

The one with the black hair.

You said anything about her?

You sure about that?

I didn't.

The police don't need to know anything about her.

Okay, ma'am, I'm gonna need you to say it.

I... will... not...

say anything about her. Ever.

I swear.

Okay.

When we leave,

you're not gonna go

running to those police officers out front?

No.

Okay. Okay.

'Cause you really don't want us coming back here.

Don't. Stay where you are.

We'll talk like this.

Okay.

So that thing that we talked about,

I went to Mr. and Mrs. White's house--

You don't... have to say the name.

Sure.

And it went really good.

I mean, the message was received loud and clear.

The message? Yeah.

Look, I know you did your best. I just think--

Hi. What can I get you?

Chamomile tea with soy milk, please.

And I'll need more stevia.

Sure.

The person we're discussing saw my face.

You're not Western Union, Todd.

We can't just settle for you sending messages.

Really, if you'd been there,

I think you'd see it different.

We threw a real scare into her.

She seems like a nice lady watching out for her kids.

So...

You're not going to have a problem with her.

I can pretty much guarantee it.

I wish I had your certainty,

but I'm not like you and your uncle.

I'm just-- I'm not used to this kind of risk.

We're gonna have to take a break.

I-- I have 50 pounds vacuum packed and ready to go.

And I wish you all the luck in the world with it.

It's 92%.

I'm sorry?

92%.

Truly?

Tested it twice.

And it's blue. Just like before.

92. That's Heisenberg level.

He's not... with you?

Well, next best thing. Pinkman.

They're looking for Pinkman.

Well, they're not going to find him.

He's with us, and he's not going anywhere.

Ms. Quayle, this is what your guys in Europe

have been begging for, right?

I just think we work together... good.

We make a good team.

I think it's kind of...

mutually good.

92%.

Ugh.

Mr. Lambert, welcome to New Hampshire.

All right.

Let's have a look at this place.

You got about a month's worth of food on hand,

most of it's canned goods,

but there's steaks in the freezer.

You got a generator outside,

works on LP.

Ought to be enough in the tank

to last out the winter.

It's only 15 amps,

but that ought to do for the lights,

TV, and the freezer.

That's a wood-burner.

Ought to warm the place up pretty good.

Plus you can cook on it.

On the TV front,

the reception's pretty much nil.

You got some mountains in the way.

Weather's right, you might be able to catch Montreal,

but mostly you'll be limited to DVDs.

Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium.

Two copies.

I'm not much of a movie guy.

I'll make a supply run next month.

You want something else to watch, put it on the list.

Supply run.

$50,000 for a trip to Costco.

It's risk.

And risk is what you're paying me for,

not toilet paper.

Risk and a 4,400-mile round trip.

Mr. Lambert, my clients and I

don't usually have an ongoing relationship.

Normally, you and I would have already gone our separate ways,

but you're you.

Where's the phone?

No phone.

Up here, ice storms equal service calls,

equal you in cuffs.

Internet?

Same deal.

Also satellite, cable TV, drop phone, car.

You want news, I'll bring the Albuquerque papers.

Whatever you need, just...

- put it on the list. - Put it on the list.

Yeah.

Look, I have business to conduct.

Your business is your business.

My business is keeping you out of custody.

You are the target of a nation-wide manhunt.

Your face is all over TV.

You are the hottest client I have ever had.

By far.

It stands to reason

you've got to keep out of sight.

And what's keeping me from walking out that gate?

Nothing.

There's a little one-horse town

eight miles down the hill.

There's not a thing on God's green Earth

that I can do to stop you going down there.

All I'm saying is,

if you leave this place,

you will get caught.

And, I gotta tell you,

if I find out that you've left the reservation,

I won't be coming back.

That is for my own safety.

You understand?

Sure.

You know how to work the stove?

- The flue can be tricky. - Yeah.

I got it.

You paid good money for this.

You got two acres up here,

lots of woods, nice, warm place.

Seems to me just the spot

for a man to rest up, think on things.

If you look around, it's kinda beautiful.

You've been very helpful. Thank you.

See you in a month.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Come--

That's not my chocolate chip, is it?

You're gonna spoil him.

Hey, you awake?

Huh? Yeah.

We had some Ben and Jerry's.

There's peanut butter cup and "Americone Dream."

I didn't know what you liked,

so I got you some of each.

There you go.

So that batch that you just cooked was 96%.

Kinda figured you deserved a little something.

Thanks.

Well, better get some sleep.

Tomorrow's gonna be a big day.

Got a whole new batch.

Hey, um, Todd.

Yeah?

Would you mind, uh, leaving the tarp off tonight?

Well, might get cold.

No, I-- I don't mind.

I just... I just wanna see the stars.

Sure. Okay.

Thanks.

Well, goodnight, Jesse.

Night.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Come on. Bitch.

Go ahead! Do it!

Just kill me now and get it over with,

because there's no way

I'm doing one more cook

for you psycho fucks!

Yes?

Hi, ma'am. How you doing tonight?

Um, you're Andrea, right?

How can I help you?

You know Jesse Pinkman?

Right? Well, I'm a friend of his.

My name's Todd.

I'm sorry to bother you so late,

but it's nice to meet you.

How is Jesse? Is he okay?

Yeah, he's okay.

Actually, I brought him with me.

Jesse's here?

Yeah, he's right... over there.

In that truck.

Where?

No!

Just so you know, this isn't personal.

No!

Whoa. Hey. Settle down.

Settle down.

Hey, remember.

There's still the kid.

I brought you a couple of cases of ensure.

Maybe put a little weight on you.

Jesus.

I can barely read this.

Ah. Almost forgot.

Without a prescription,

I had to take an educated guess and shotgun it.

One of these ought to come close.

Oh.

Did you, uh, check on them?

Is Skyler in a better place?

Nah, she's still at that place off of Eubank.

Kids are both still with her for the moment.

Uh, there's no court date yet.

The news was talking about a grand jury,

but they didn't say when.

I saw her public defender on TV.

Looks like a deer in the headlights.

Think I got socks older than him.

What are they doing for money?

She's doing taxi dispatch part-time.

Leaves the baby with a neighbor when she goes in.

I saw her shopping one time.

She looks pretty good.

And she's using her maiden name.

I wouldn't take that personally

under the circumstances.

Those working for you?

Oh, yeah.

I took a run by your old house.

Uh, the auction's still pending.

They put a fence up around it.

They put up a fence?

Seems like the place

got to be kind of a tourist attraction.

Kids breaking in.

The neighbors complained,

so the bank put up a fence.

You ready?

Hmm?

Yeah.

Sorry about last time.

It should go better now.

I watched a couple of YouTube videos.

It's all about finding the vein.

Give it to me. I'll do it.

Here. You-- you do it.

Big fist.

Tight. There we go.

All right.

It's just...

little stick.

That's it. Okay. Hey.

Pretty good. There you go.

Think I had worse my last physical.

I will see you on...

Let's see.

Afternoon of the 15th.

Stay a little longer?

Yeah, I got a long trip ahead of me.

Two hours?

I'll-- I'll give you another $10,000.

Please.

$10,000.

One hour.

Cards?

All right, well...

The game will be Seven Card.

I'll deal, since you are...

encumbered.

One of these days when you come up here...

I'll be dead.

My money over there.

What happens to it then?

What if I ask you to give it to my family?

Would you do it?

If I said yes...

would you believe me?

You wanna cut the cards?

No.

A king.

Two kings.

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Flynn White to the Principal's office, please.

I'm sorry to pull you out of class.

It's your Aunt Marie.

It sounds very important.

You can take it in here, okay?

Okay.

Here he is.

Thank you.

Hey, Aunt Marie.

Um, what's-- what's going on?

Hold on a sec, honey.

Son, it's me. Please don't let on.

Carmen's nearby, right?

She cannot know.

Son, are you there?

Ye-- yes.

It's so good to hear your voice.

I-- I...

I, uh...

Son, the things that they're saying...

about me... I did wrong.

I-- I made some terrible mistakes.

But the reasons were always...

Things happened that...

I-- I never... intended.

I never intended.

Listen.

Son, we don't have much time.

Is Louis' family still at 4848 Newcombe?

Son, your friend, Louis Corbett,

does his family still live in that same place

up on Newcombe?

Ye-- yes.

Okay, good.

Okay, he's-- he's a good kid.

He's-- he's like you. He'll understand.

I'm sending Louis a package.

Now, it's addressed to Louis, but it's for you.

Your mother and your sister.

There's-- there's money inside.

About $100,000. Okay?

I think.

It was all that I could fit into the box.

It has to be a secret.

And if anyone says a word,

the police will take it.

I wanted to give you so much more.

But this is all I could do.

Do you understand?

Son?

Can you hear me? Do you understand?

You want to send money?

Yes. Good.

Good, good.

So you'll-- you'll talk to Louis, right?

You killed Uncle Hank.

You killed him!

Wait. Wait, son.

No. What you did to mom-- you asshole.

You killed Uncle Hank.

Listen to me. You've got to listen to me.

Just shut up. Just stop it.

Sto-- stop it.

I don't want anything from you.

I don't give a shit.

You need this money. Your mother--

You killed Uncle Hank. You killed him!

Your mother needs this money.

It can't all be for nothing.

What you did-- Just shut up.

- Please. - Shut up.

Please.

Will you just-- just leave us alone.

You asshole!

Why are you still alive?

Why don't you just-- just die already?

Just-- just die.

DEA.

Albuquerque District Office.

How may I direct your call?

I'd like to speak to the agent...

in charge of the Walter White investigation.

- Who may I say is calling? - Walter White.

Hello? Hello?

Sir? Sir, are you still there?

You ready for that drink now?

Dimple Pinch. Neat.

You got it.

Hmm.

For us, it's always been science first, and--

Wait. Would you--

would you-- would you go back, please?

...more of a byproduct.

- There. - Exactly.

What, this?

Yes.

But just yesterday, your charity,

the Gretchen and Elliott Schwartz Foundation,

announced a $28 million grant

for drug abuse treatment centers

throughout the Southwest.

Charlie, the Southwest is our home,

and we couldn't just ignore

what's going on in our own backyard.

But I'm sure you're aware

that there are people who suggest other motives.

Andrew Ross Sorkin of The New York Times

wrote a column suggesting

that the grant was a kind of publicity maneuver

to sure up the stock price of Gray Matter Technologies

because of your association with Walter White.

Well, that's not exactly the way--

To cleanse yourselves, so to speak,

of having a methamphetamine kingpin

as cofounder of your company.

Charlie, I'm glad you brought that up.

I have to believe that the investing public

understands we're talking about a person

who-- who was there early on,

but who had virtually

nothing to do with the creation of the company,

and still less to do

with growing it into what it is today.

So what was Walter White's contribution?

You know, to be honest... Honey?

- The company name. - The company name.

We came up with it by combining our names.

Uh, "Schwartz" means black,

black plus White makes gray.

It's Gray Matter Technologies.

Exactly. As far as I can recall,

his contribution begins and ends right there.

There are continuing reports

of blue methamphetamine,

considered his signature product throughout the Southwest,

and some evidence of reaching as far as Europe.

So my question is,

is Walter White still out there?

No, he's not.

You sound very sure.

I am.

I can't speak to this Heisenberg

that people refer to,

but whatever--

whatever he became,

the-- the sweet, kind, brilliant man

that we once knew, long ago, he's gone.

But to be absolutely clear...

Police. Hands.

Show us your hands.

Show me your hands.

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Chemistry is the study of...

transformation.

What the hell is wrong with you?!

We're a family!

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If you leave this place, you will get caught.

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Why are you still alive?

Go ahead! Do it!

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Please, don't hurt my baby.

It's over.

I've still got things left to do.

Breaking Bad. The Series Finale.

Next Sunday 9 at night only on AMC.