5x03 - Hazard Pay

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Previously on AMC's Breaking Bad So, first order of business is to find a new place to cook.

Partnership.

Three ways.

No, thanks.

These men were on payroll.

My guys are solid.

They're paid to stand up to the heat.

I am scared.

Of what? - You.

Fring had all these secret off shore accounts.

He's not impressed, Gomie.

Perhaps he's picturing all that money going bye-bye.

Can you still get your hands on methylamine? Maybe, why? I reconsidered, I'm in.

Good.

Hey, Darla.

How you doing today? - Hey, Dan.

I'm looking for something in a Markowski.

That'd be, uh, Dennis Markowski? That's the one.

Oh, and I've got my, uh, paralegal with me today.

Paralegal? Coming up in the world.

You know it.

Hey, Dennis.

Have a seat.

You hear about Chow? Yeah, people say he skipped town.

He's dead.

It wasn't me.

It wasn't a message.

It wasn't payback.

It was a mistake made by a third party who has since been dealt with.

You got it? - Yeah.

The second thing The deal you had with Fring-- it's still in place.

Okay.

Don't "okay" me.

You got something to say? Mike, I'm keeping my mouth shut.

The laundry was right above the lab.

There's no way I could say I wasn't in on it.

I'm looking at eight years minimum.

But I'm doing my time like I'm supposed to.

I'm no rat, and you know it.

What else is there to say? All due respect, what are we talking about here? The deal is the deal.

How's the deal the deal? The feds took away my hazard pay.

My wife comes to me and asks me where the mortgage is coming from.

I got nothing to tell her.

I knew the risks.

We all did.

But that wasn't the deal.

And I know for a fact they got Holt and Perez yesterday.

Now, it's not gonna be me, but absent the hazard pay, sooner or later, someone's gonna flip.

No one's flipping.

Everyone gets their hazard pay, including you.

I appreciate what you're saying and all, but the man is dead.

Okay? The lab's a hole in the ground.

I just don't see it.

I've got something new.

It's just starting up.

It's gonna make you whole.

Something new? With the feds looking at you? - How? - "How" is my business.

Hanging tight's your business.

Your family's gonna be fine.

You will be made whole.

Now, you got my word.

You need more? No, Mike.

I'm good.

Who's next? That's your choice.

APD's got Martinez across town.

Up in Sandoval.

The Sandia tribal cops are holding him for the feds.

And Holt and Perez are in lockup in Los Lunas.

You don't mean to get to them all today? Yeah, I do.

Hey, let's go! Open up! Back here! Oh, hi.

How was your day? Um, are-- are you moving back in? Yeah.

I'll keep the condo for now, selling it in this market, I'd get k*lled.

But, yeah, I'm home.

It's time.

Do you, uh, really think that's-- that's a good idea? Yes.

So you bring him here? Come on.

The three of us? We're the three amigos! All for one, one for all.

We don't need a fourth amigo.

Saul, Mike knows the business.

He knows distributors.

Mike's okay.

He's okay? He said he was gonna break my legs.

And don't tell me he didn't mean it, okay? 'Cause he gave me the dead mackerel eyes.

He meant it.

Saul, Mike threatened me.

He threatened Jesse.

He probably threatened someone before breakfast this morning.

It's what he does.

Come on.

Grow a pair.

Let it be noted that I do this under duress.

Duly noted.

All right.

Let him in, Huell.

Mike, I'm extending you the-- Uh-huh.

Now that we're all together, here are the ground rules Division of labor-- I handle the business.

Making the stuff-- that's your end.

I don't tell you how to mix your chemicals and whatnot, and you do not tell me how to take care of business.

Is that absolutely clear? Sure.

All right.

Let's take the tour.

Hey, you're okay with that? Yes.

He handles the business, and I handle him.

Clearly, we're talking about renting, not buying.

You need an ongoing business-- someplace you can slide in, do your thing, and remain anonymous.

I'm not gonna mince words.

This is your best bet.

Got machines running, forklifts, people coming and going.

You're gonna stay way under the radar.

And the owner's solid.

He can't wait to throw up a curtain wall, stack some boxes in front of it, give you all the space you need.

After that, he's got his business, you've got yours, and never the twain shall meet.

It's outstanding.

Am I right? Machines like this-- gotta be plenty of power.

What about the smell? Ah.

More good news.

I've been here when it's up and running.

This place stinks already.

You'll blend right in.

How many employees? Ha.

I knew you'd ask.

Sixteen illegals, all highly motivated to stay deaf, blind and dumb.

You'll want to vet them, I'm sure.

Yes, indeed.

So what do you say, maestro? Huh? Is it unanimous? You know, I worked in a box factory one summer in high school, I haven't seen one of these in years.

Trip down memory lane.

That's perfect.

You know what this is? It's a corrugator.

It uses steam and salt to crimp kraft paper for cardboard.

And it makes a hell of * doing it, which is great, right? No.

Steam and salt.

When this thing is running, it's like a jungle in here.

sh*t.

It'll ruin the product.

Well, you can't just hop down to Costco and get a couple dehumidifiers? What-- fine.

Fine.

Moving on.

Spacious, isolated location, no humidity, and you get all the free tortillas you want.

That's the special feature of this place.

Yeah I don't know.

It'll make the tortillas smell like cat piss.

Somebody's bound to notice that.

All right.

Well, there's gotta be some kind of workaround, right? It's a technical problem.

You guys are technical guys.

You know, be creative.

Put your heads together.

Anything food-related is gonna have unannounced government inspections.

All I'm asking is that you keep an open mind.

Dennis' already set some spaces behind these keepball games.

No.

Hell, no.

I know it's a long sh*t.

All I can say to recommend this one is we're talking about an owner here who is-- how should I put it-- highly amenable.

Okay.

I get it.

Just say no, and we'll go get dinner.

All right.

So I'll start.

No way we're cooking in here.

No space, nowhere for the smell to go.

Look at that door.

That thing rolls up, and we're open to the world.

I don't know if anybody noticed, but there's a cop shop a quarter of a mile away.

The hammer comes down, it's gonna be custer's last stand.

It's perfect.

What? How are we gonna fit a lab in here? Who said here? A house is infested.

Termites, cockroaches, whatever.

Homeowners hire a pest control company.

Truck rolls up, homeowners leave.

The crew tents the house.

They b*mb the place with poison.

The house stays like that for days.

No one looks twice at a tented house.

Now, maybe there's a strange smell coming out of it.

Does someone think to investigate? No.

Anyone go inside? Hell, no.

And that's where we'll cook.

They tent, what, three, four houses a week? So we pick the one that's best for us-- enough floor space, easy access.

Once the tent is up, we go in, we cook a batch, we b*mb the place, and leave.

So we gotta move in and out for every cook? Set up the lab, cook, and then take everything down? It's challenging but doable.

Tell me about these guys.

Uh, Mr.

ponytail on the sidewalk-- that's Ira.

He's the owner.

On the roof is Sandor.

The ladder's Fernando, and down below-- that's Todd.

The pest control operation is legit.

I mean, they're licensed, they're bonded, they do as good a job as anyone in town, but they're also top-drawer second-story men.

"Second-story"? B&E artists.

They're burglars.

Yeah.

I mean, hey, they play it smart.

They don't boost anything while they're on the job.

They copy the keys, locate the valuables and alarms, and they sell that information to other crews.

Or, after a decent interval, they'll come back and live for goods themselves.

And you know them how? Oh, I've been pulling their chestnuts out of the fire, legally speaking, for five years.

Ira and his guys are good.

I mean, they know how to keep their mouths shut.

And if you buy them, they're gonna stay bought.

You can check into them yourself.

I will, if it comes to that.

So, do we take a vote? Why? We sound great.

Rock on, man.

Solid.

That Yamaha's got a real nice touch.

You like the sound? It's huge, huh? Yeah, it's real nice, but we're looking for something else today.

You got any roadie cases? - For sure, what size? - Biggest you got.

That'll fit through, like, a regular-size doorway.

You got it.

Follow me.

Top of the line.

Recessed hardware, foam lining, * walls, three-inch casters.

Height is good, width is good.

How much weight will this hold? It's rated for 900 pounds.

So unless your band plays lead bricks, you should be okay.

We're gonna need, uh-- Hey, man, I'm trying to do business over here, bitch.

Sorry.

He's, like, overly enthusiastic.

Anyway, um, I'm gonna need four of them.

Four? That gonna be layaway? I need to see a bunch of IDs for that.

No, man, cash.

Okay.

Hey, uh, you know what? I'll throw in stenciling.

What's your band called? Damn, brother! Not asking no questions, but it sure looks like you're back in business.

No joke.

You way back in business, man.

Look at this.

Yeah.

Oh! You're stacking the benjies - till the rubber band pops.

Yeah, yeah.

All's we're saying is, we know you're major league now.

But if there's ever anything else you need from us Any way we can get in on this at all.

Little stuff, big stuff We would be all over it.

You know, uh, maybe someday.

That's cool.

I guess we better hit it then.

Yeah.

Keep on keeping on, brother.

Later.

Okay, it is the same job as always.

You go out, you inspect, you deal with the customers, regular drill.

Everything's the same except for one important detail.

No stealing.

No stealing.

Not a toothpick, not the spare change between the couch cushions, not the panties out of the hamper.

Nothing.

And I mean nothing.

And if you're out with your buddies and they ask if you got a hot tip on a B&E, you tell them you got nada.

You're out of the game.

The bottom line is that these houses are out of bounds now and forever.

Got it? All right.

From time to time, you're gonna see these two.

Now, as far as you're concerned, they are ghosts.

You don't see them.

You don't hear them.

You don't say "good morning.

" You don't speak unless you're spoken to.

On the other hand, if they tell you to jump, you don't ask what for, you jump.

Now, you need a name for them? You call them "yes, sir" and "no, sir.

" You got any problems, you come to me.

Here's the deal The finishing t*nk's a tight fit.

And with this motor you've got here on top-- The agitation motor.

The agitation motor here on top, the t*nk's not gonna fit in the box.

It's just, uh-- it's just too tall.

Now, I thought we'd put a collar on the t*nk and carry the motor in separately, alongside the condenser.

And on the day, we just kind of twist it into place, you know, while we're setting up.

Yeah.

Yeah.

That's good.

Yeah.

That will work.

And Joe and his guys can build it, right? Yeah.

You know, they're, uh-- they're up for it.

Joe already bought a TIG welder for the aluminum work.

And, you know, I figure if they can pull off the magnet, they can handle this.

Now, listen, about the smell-- about keeping it out of people's drapes and furniture and whatnot-- when I was down in Mexico, they, uh-- there was this big-- big plastic hospital tent they set up inside of the Oh, sh*t.

Sorry.

Oh, hi.

Sorry.

No, no, no.

We were just, uh, wrapping up.

Um, this is my, uh Friend.

Hi.

Walt.

Nice to meet you.

You too.

This is, uh-- this is Brock.

Hi, Brock.

I'm Walt.

I've heard a lot about you.

Hi.

Hi.

I understand you were in the hospital and Jesse told me that you were very brave.

Yeah.

A man of few words.

I'm sorry.

He mostly just wants to play his game.

Oh, I know that.

I have two of my own.

A boy and a girl.

Well, I should, uh-- I should go.

I was thinking I could make us all some dinner.

Are you sure you don't wanna-- Yeah.

Won't you stay for a beer at least? Sure.

Why not? A beer sounds good.

Thank you.

How are you today, sir? - Hello.

We're good.

Good.

How are you? - Family all packed up, ready to go? - Yeah.

Okay, here you're acknowledging that you've removed all pets and plants from the house and that food has been removed - or double-sealed in the bags we provided.

Uh-huh.

And this acknowledges that you've removed or bagged any medicines, tobacco, and pet foods.

Better make sure you got any medicine you might need for the next couple of days.

It's already in the car.

Okay.

Holy crap.

How much poison are you using? It's not how much, it's getting it to where it's needed.

Those are your foggers.

They disperse the fumigate into the structure where it'll eliminate any nymphs or larvae as well as the full-grown blattodea.

So, we have all your keys? Any extras on here you might wind up needing? - No.

I'm good.

Okay.

This last one here acknowledges that you have been informed that you may not reenter the premises until it has cleared the post-fumigation inspection.

So you're gonna get them all, right? We'll k*ll 'em dead.

That's a guarantee.

Sir? Sir? Yes? There's a nanny-cam in the living room clock.

I disabled it.

I just thought you should now.

What's your name? Todd, sir.

Oh! Cheers.

Mmm.

You know, I gotta say, seeing you with Andrea and that little boy It was nice.

Yeah.

It's good right? - Yeah.

Yeah.

And the way she looks at you? - Oh-ho.

You think? Oh, definitely.

So, is it, um-- is it moving in any particular direction? Uh, I don't know.

Maybe.

Yeah.

You know, sometimes I think, you know, if it feels right, then If it feels right, it feels right.

Sometimes you just gotta listen to your gut.

I mean, instant family.

What more can you ask, right? Absolutely.

Cut the cards.

Have you thought about what your plan is? You know, vis-a-vis honesty? What do you mean? How much she knows about this? Mm.

Um She doesn't know anything.

I mean, you know, she's not stupid.

She knows I'm into something, but-- she could make a pretty good guess.

But I never told her anything.

I'm not gonna.

Okay.

I mean it.

I know you do.

Jesse, I can't pretend that this doesn't affect me.

It does.

But with everything we've been through the two of us This has to be your decision.

I mean, you've earned that.

Seriously? Yeah.

Secrets create barriers between people.

I'm speaking from experience, believe me.

All that you've done, it's a part of you, and I mean, if you choose to spend the rest of your life with this person, then you'll have to decide how much you'll share with her.

Meaning what? Like everything? Like Gale? I'm just trying to say that I trust you, and I know you'll make the right call.

If she loves you, she'll understand.

They're leaving streaks.

This more ethnic-looking one-- he's doing a great job.

But the other one is going back and forth like he's scrubbing a wall.

They have to go in circles, or you're going to leave streaks.

That's pretty basic, right? Uh, I don't mean to tell you your business.

It's just-- it's-- it's simple quality control.

So, I've got some good news.

Guess what.

What? No, really.

I want you to guess.

Really, I really - Okay.

Hank's back at work.

That's wonderful.

Yeah.

Sure, they love him now, but where were they when he needed them? Merkert and all the rest-- they just about laughed him out of the office when he told them about that-- that chicken man.

As far as I'm concerned, too little too late.

If it were me, I'd tell them all to go to hell.

Do I sound bitter? But it's-- it's what he wants, right? Yeah, it's doing him good.

I mean, his PT is going gangbusters.

He's hardly using his cane at all.

And thank you for that, really.

I mean, God knows where he'd be if we had to go through his health plan.

I'm just glad he's feeling better.

So, speaking of which, we have another big event coming up.

Have you thought about what you're gonna do? Walt's birthday.

Whatever you need, I'm here.

Mm, yeah.

I, um I don't think we're gonna do anything this year.

What are you talking about? Of course we're gonna do something.

Skyler, he was diagnosed around his birthday, right? I So it's been a whole year.

Listen, I've had my problems with Walt.

Why he wouldn't come to the house when we were all practically beg-- Whatever.

Water under the bridge.

But at this point, every year is precious.

We are-- What are you doing? You don't smoke.

You haven't smoked since college.

You can't be serious! With the baby and Walt? Skyler, you're not smoking around the baby, are you? And you can't smoke here.

There's gotta be some rule or regulation, I'm sure.

You can't force your employees to breathe-- I know for a fact that that is illegal.

Marie, shut up.

What? I'm sorry.

Please don't speak to me like that.

I am simply saying that you-- - Will you shut up? - Hey-- - Shut the hell up.

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! - Skyler - Shut up! Shut up! - Please stop-- Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! That's a 5.

23.

Last one.

That comes to 49.

27.

Good yield, right? That is an excellent yield.

All right.

Hey Marie.

How you doing? Where is Skyler? In the bedroom.

She's resting.

Is everything okay? Breakdown? What does that-- what does that mean? It means I don't know what else to call it.

But I've never seen her like that, ever.

Well, what did she say when she was yelling? Nothing.

She just yelled, "Shut up, shut up," over and over again.

Did you know she's smoking? Occasionally, maybe.

It's not a regular thing.

Oh, I just wish I had gotten your message.

"Messages," Walt.

Plural.

I probably called you five times.

I'm not leaving here until I know what's got her so upset.

Are you gambling again? Is that what this is? Please, God, tell me the cancer isn't back.

No.

It's not the cancer.

Well, something happened.

I don't mean to point the finger, but this didn't just come out of nowhere.

It's time to tell me the truth, Walt.

All of it.

I mean it.

You're right.

You heard about Ted Beneke? The accident? What accident? Oh Um A couple weeks back, Ted took a fall-- a bad one.

He gave himself a concussion, and, uh, fractured a couple vertebrae.

He's still in the hospital.

He may never walk again.

Oh, my God.

I-- I didn't-- I didn't know.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Yeah.

But that couldn't explain Skyler's-- Uh Yes.

Yes, it could.

You do know, right? You You must know.

Oh, God.

She was having an affair with Ted Beneke? Listen, listen.

It wasn't-- it-- it wasn't ongoing or anything, and Well, Skyler and I have been trying to put things back together.

And then-- then the accident happened, and she got Marie, I'm begging you.

Please, keep this to yourself.

I don't want Hank to think less of her or me.

When did you, um Was she-- I'm gonna go.

Okay.

All right.

Thank you.

I'm just - Yeah.

Ouch! That looked nasty.

Hey, you okay? I'm good.

Really? Yeah.

Aahh! Come on.

You want to f*ck with me? Okay.

You little cockroaches.

Okay.

Come on.

Wait.

Wait for it.

This is it.

Wait.

Wait for it.

Wait.

You wanna play rough? Okay! "Say hello to my little friend!" Nice, just Hey, mom, uh, feeling better? Hey.

Hey, why don't you join us, if you feel up to it? We have popcorn.

I think there's some pizza left.

If you're up to it.

Yeah, mom.

Join us.

Oh, my God.

Look.

Look.

You whores! This oh.

Everyone dies in this movie, don't they? Ahh! Okay.

For you and you and me.

Ooh.

Wait a minute.

After the dealers got their cut, we should be looking at 1,379,560.

Mike, you're short.

You're almost 300,000 short.

You're forgetting about the mules.

They get a flat 20%.

The what? - The drivers.

They're the ones that take the product from us to the dealers.

And so, transportation is worth 20%? They are taking a risk.

$275,000 worth of risk? Wow.

What did Gus pay his mules? Gustavo Fring didn't use mules.

He didn't need them.

He spent 20 years building his own distribution.

He had 16 refrigerator trucks running his product.

And you know where they are now? Government impound.

You don't like paying 20%? Maybe you shouldn't have k*lled the guy.

Hey, hey, hey.

There's still over a million bucks here, all right? That's for one cook.

And since you're putting on the green eyeshade, my supplier and I came to an agreement.

The methylamine was free this time.

But brace yourself, because the next barrel is gonna cost big.

Can we continue, or you got anymore burning questions? Okay, kid.

You fronted us 120,000 to get us going.

So that's 40,000 from him and me.

Yes.

Thank you, Jesse.

Okay.

Now, Ira gets 110,000 for our piece of the business and 25,000 per cook.

That is 45,000 from each of us.

Ira's guys get Goodman's cut-- Legacy cost-- $351,000.

That's 117,000 each.

"Legacy cost"? I got nine guys.

You don't know them, but they were part of the previous operation, and they know a lot.

And right now, some of them are in jail and more will be soon.

The feds Rico-ed their hazard pay, so we are gonna make 'em whole.

"We are gonna make them whole"? What is this "we"? These were Gus's employees, not ours.

They might have been Gus's employees, but they're my guys.

So what are they doing to further our interests? The cops are looking at them very closely.

We don't want them furthering our interests.

So we are paying them, why? Because it's what you do.

Ohh.

It's what you do.

My guys are keeping their mouths shut.

We make 'em whole.

One hand washes the other.

It's as simple as that.

Huh.

It sounds like a simple shakedown, simple as that.

We're paying for their silence.

That's blackmail.

Business is my end.

This is business.

End of story.

This is your problem.

It should come out of your end.

Hey.

Hey.

Just take it out of mine.

All right? Go for it.

I don't care.

Just take it.

No Jesse, thank you, but no.

I'll pay my share.

Go ahead.

Let me tell you something.

This is how it's gonna be from here on out.

My guys are ongoing expenditure so you best get yourself comfortable with it.

That's less than with Fring.

Listen, Walter.

Just because you sh*t Jesse James don't make you Jesse James.

Tomorrow.

So how are you feeling? Okay, I guess.

Broke it off with Andrea.

I had to.

She's gonna tell Brock.

I'm still gonna take care of the rent and stuff.

It's the right thing to do, but, you know-- I meant this.

How are you feeling about the money? You're looking at it wrong.

When we worked for Gus, we were cooking This last batch was great, but we didn't even cr*ck 50 pounds.

We maybe cleared less money, but we got a bigger piece of the pie.

It's like you said, now we're owners, not employees.

I've been thinking about Victor.

Yeah? Yeah.

All this time I was sure that Gus did what he did to send me a message.

Maybe there's another reason.

Like what? Victor trying to cook that batch on his own? Taking liberties that weren't his to take? Maybe he flew too close to the sun, got his throat cut.