Breaking Bad

Previously on AMC's Breaking Bad...

What if we took the kids for a while?

- This idea, was it yours? - It was Skyler's.

Michael Ehrmantraut, we're putting a surveillance team as we speak.

There is a nanny cam, I just thought you should know.

- What's your name? - Todd.

Stop!

Lydia planted this thing, not the cops.

Mr. White, what do you think?

The methylamine keeps flowing no matter what.

We're just getting started.

Hey, man,

look at the sad sack I found moping around the lobby.

- Hey. - Ho. Hey, there, Walt.

- How you doing, buddy? - Good.

Listen, I'm sorry to drop in on you out of the blue.

- No, no, no. - If it's a bad time, I could...

No, no. I'm just kind of settling into the new digs here. What do you think, huh?

Wow. It is very nice.

- Yeah. Congratulations again. - Yeah.

- We're all very proud of you. - Oh, well, thanks.

You know, my days of chasing dirt-balls is over.

But I'll tell you what, being a boss--

own kind of grind, you know what I'm saying?

Uh, Steve, would you mind if--

I've gotta run something by Hank, if it's all right.

Yeah. Yeah, hey, somebody's gotta go chase the bad guys.

- Walt, it's a pleasure seeing you again. - Hey.

- Thanks again, Steve. - Take care, all right?

- Appreciate it. - Sure.

Hey. Whoa. Look at that.

- Jesus, Walt. - Oh.

- That's nice. Let me see that. - Yeah.

Wow. That's beautiful.

Was it a birthday present?

Uh, yeah.

Well, I mean, not-- not really.

I bought it for myself.

Oh.

Hey, have a seat.

New car, new watch.

Ah, good for you.

With all the curve balls that were thrown at you this year,

you deserve to treat yourself.

I mean, as long as you got

the money to spend, that is.

So, how's Sky?

Actually, she went to work this morning.

She wanted to.

She said she needed to, you know,

keep her mind occupied, and...

- That's good. Great, actually. - Yeah.

I mean, as long as you're all right with her

being on her own and stuff.

Yeah, well, you know,

I'm right there with her most of the time.

And Mariano kind of keeps an eye on her

when I'm not, so...

- Good. - Yeah.

And what about the whole idea of talking to somebody?

I mean, you know, Marie goes off about Dave

like he's a rock star shrink, you know?

They come in like zombies,

out like larks, you know what I'm saying?

That's great.

Actually, she already found someone.

Yeah. Peter...

Uh... hmm.

I don't know why I'm drawing a blank on his last name.

Peter... anyway, he's out in Rio Rancho.

He's supposed to be top notch. Good. I'm glad you're on it.

That's not something you wanna let fester.

No. No, you don't.

You don't.

Um, Hank, I-- I just, uh...

I wanted to thank you and Marie for watching the kids.

No, it's-- it really is--

- No-- - No, it's nice of you, and...

I'd like to come by tonight and see them if that's all right.

Oh, of course. What do you mean? You don't have to ask that.

It's great having them. They're great kids.

I appreciate that.

I do.

Something else on your mind there, Walt?

Walt, feel free to, you know...

Skyler doesn't love me anymore.

And I don't know what to do, Hank.

I don't.

She...

She says that I'm a bad influence on the kids,

and, uh,

that I'm not not good for them.

Aw, jeez, Walt.

No.

She thinks I'm a bad father.

I'm sorry.

Hey, I mean,

Sky and you got your issues,

but, uh, that there--

That's-- that's...

I mean, I'm no...

I'm not an expert on parenting or anything,

but from where I'm sitting,

I just-- I just don't see it, you know?

I mean, I...

I think you're great with the kids.

I think you're great with the kids.

You're a provider, uh,

a role model, you know?

Hell, the guts you showed going toe-to-toe with cancer--

That alone, that's-- that's an inspiration to me, you know?

No, I've made mistakes, you know?

Yeah, I know.

Listen, I'm gonna get a coffee. You want a coffee?

- Yeah. Okay. Yeah. - I'm gonna have a cup of coffee.

I'm gonna give you a moment to-- to just get it together there.

Um...

You want cream and sugar?

Yeah. Hank, I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

That...

Cup of coffee, right? All right.

Just take a moment. Take a moment.

You know, you two are really great together.

Take it from me, buddy,

it's always darkest just before the dawn.

Yeah.

What is this place?

What is this place? What are we doing here?

- Get me the table. - I-I-I can't be here.

My-- my daughter-- my little girl, she's-- she's gonna be home soon.

What? What are you doing?

Mike-- Mike-- Mike--

Shut up!

Give me her phone.

All right, Lydia.

My friends here don't know you like I do,

so they're very kindly giving you one last chance.

There's your script. Study it.

In about 30 seconds,

I'm gonna dial Agent Schrader on your line here,

and you're gonna pass along this information, and then we'll see what we see.

But here are the rules... If you yell for help,

try to give the man some kind of coded message or otherwise tip him off,

I am gonna pull out my pistol

and shoot you in the head.

Same goes for panicking, breaking down into tears.

Remember how you like to do that?

If it happens this time,

I am going to pull my pistol out,

and I am going to shoot you in the head.

Look at me, not at them.

Lydia, look at me.

If you make Schrader suspicious

in any way,

any way at all,

tell me what's gonna happen next.

You'll pull out your gun and shoot me.

- And where will I shoot you? - In the head.

In the head. That's right.

And it's a pistol, not a gun.

I'm expecting precision here.

We up and running?

Yeah. Um, computer's set.

Okay, Lydia.

If you ever needed to give the performance of a lifetime,

it's now.

You're up.

ASAC's office.

Hi. Lydia Rodarte-Quayle calling for Agent Schrader.

I'm sorry. What's this regarding?

Madrigal Electromotive. Lydia. Rodarte. Quayle.

Hold, please.

Hank, Lydia Rodarte-Quayle on line one.

Hank Schrader. How can I help you, Ms. Quayle?

Well, this is kind of an odd, uh...

It's just that I was in our warehouse,

supervising a shipment of chemicals,

when I noticed a device

on the bottom of one of our barrels of methylamine.

- A device? - Yeah. I-I guess

you'd call it that.

I'm certainly no expert,

but it-- it looks to me like some kind of a--

a tracking device or-- or a GPS.

- Huh. - So I was just wondering

if maybe your people put it there.

Not that it's any of my business,

but the last thing I wanna do is interfere

with a law enforcement operation or a sting...

or whatever you call it.

So, I don't know.

Maybe you could give me some guidance?

Uh, well, I'll tell you what.

Set that barrel aside for me, if you would,

and I'll look into it and get back to you.

And in the meantime, mum's the word, all right?

Yeah. All right. Sure thing.

Okay, great. Thanks for the call, Ms. quayle.

Bye-bye.