No, now listen, I, uh--
不 不 听我说
This attack on my brother-in-law,
I don't-- I don't know what it means.
I fear for my family.
I'm sure they'll be fine.
I am told the assassin that survived is gravely injured.
It's doubtful he'll live.
Now thank me and shake my hand.
Uh, thank you. Thank you again.
You're quite welcome, Mr. White.
Time of death, 20:43.
Burn in hell, you piece of shit.
One suspected gunman died at the scene.
The second succumbed to his wounds
earlier this evening at an area hospital.
Agents with the DEA and FBI
in conjunction with APD homicide detectives,
are working with Mexico law enforcement
attempt to identified the suspect
I can give you highlights.
Your nephews grew impatient.
They continue to press me
for my permission to kill Walter White.
When I wouldn't give it,
they settled instead for DEA agent Schrader.
But phone call was placed to Agent Schrader
moments before the attack,
thus giving him the upper hand.
Marco was shot in the face and died instantly.
Leonel lingered for several hours.
The warning call to the DEA agent--
Juan Bolsa may have some insight
But yesterday, the federales were at his hacienda,
and in the confusion, Juan was shot dead.
An accident, perhaps.
A mistake made by his own men,
though we may never know.
At any rate, I thought you should hear from me.
This is what comes of blood for blood, Hector.
Sangre por sangre.
So is this the loud one?
I can never remember.
Is this the loud machine with the magnets?
No. This is the PET/CT scan.
Positron emission tomography.
the computed X-ray tomography.
Quiet. No magnets.
I'm still pretty new at this.
I mean, one minute I'm starting a new business.
My wife and I are thinking about having kids.
Walk into a doctor's office, and suddenly, boom--
- Life as I know it - Excuse me.
-我所理解的人生 -抱歉 稍等
Yes. I'm-- I'm waiting to hear a progress report
on that thing we discussed.
Anyway, so for me, that's been the biggest wake-up call--
letting go, giving up control.
It's like they say--
you know, man plans, and God laughs.
That is such bullshit.
Never give up control.
Live life on your own terms.
Yeah. No. I get what you're saying.
But-- But, uh, cancer's cancer, so--
Oh, to hell with your cancer.
I've been living with cancer for the better part of a year.
Right from the start, it's a death sentence.
It's what they keep telling me.
Every life comes with a death sentence.
So every few months, I come in here for my regular scan,
knowing full well that one of these times--
hell, maybe even today--
I'm going to hear some bad news.
But until then, who's in charge?
That's how I live my life.
This residue here is why we descale
with cool water from the walk-in
and not water from the tap, remember?
- Yeah. - Do it again, please.
Pollos Hermanos, where something delicious is always cooking.
Gustavo, thanks for coming in.
My pleasure. How's Kathi?
Much better, thank you.
And you know Hank Schrader.
And Steve Gomez.
How was your meal?
Agent Schrader and I had a chance
to catch up in one of my restaurants a few days ago.
I'd eat there every day,
but I wouldn't fit through the door.
- Well, should we get started? - Yeah.
I'd like to record this conversation,
- if that's okay. - Of course.
The DEA is working on an investigation
which may overlap with my own,
so I've asked them to sit in with us today.
Gus, we all appreciate
your coming in here to talk to us,
but you have the right to have an attorney present also.
Oh, well, I can't see how that would be necessary.
But then again I have no idea why I'm here.
So you wish to continue?
Please. I'm very anxious to find out what this is all about.
Sir, your fingerprints were found at a crime scene.
A drug-related homicide.
Gale Boetticher's apartment.
So you knew the victim.
15 years ago, I established a chemistry scholarship at UNM.
I named it after Maximino Arsiniega,
a dear friend of mine who died too young.
Gale was a recipient of this scholarship.
He was, uh, perhaps one of three dozen.
And Mr. Boetticher graduated in
And you kept in regular contact with him over all this time?
Oh, no. I hadn't seen Gale for years
until I ran into him a few weeks ago.
Ran into him where?
Uh, well, "Ran into" Isn't quite accurate,
as I assume he came by to re-establish contact with me.
We caught up briefly.
He invited me to dinner the following night,
It was, uh, perhaps a week later
I read about him in the paper.
Drug related, you said?
It's a good possibility.
The paper made no mention of that.
I assumed that it was a random crime.
So after years with no contact,
he shows up in your restaurant,
remakes your acquaintance,
and invites you to dinner?
Yeah, he wanted money.
Gale Boetticher asked you for money?
He didn't come right out and say that.
He spoke in terms
of a vague investment opportunity,
but it was my suspicion, yes,
as to why he invited me into his home.
He was a very talented chemist,
but for reasons I never understood,
he was more interested in taking shortcuts
than what would or could have been a very promising career.
But personal shortcomings notwithstanding,
he was a warm, gentle person,
and I thought a lot of him.
declined his business offer,
and, after what was a very pleasant meal, left.
Can you tell us where you were
on the night of Wednesday the 23rd
Not an accusation, just a question.
Oh, I understand. Let's see.
I was at a fundraiser at Presbyterian Hospital.
I was there from 7 to about 10.
Uh, sorry, yeah.
嗯 对不起 我有
Just, uh, just one other thing.
Uh, is Gustavo Fring your real name?
Is it my real name?
I know you're a Chilean national,
but there are no records of you ever living there.
I mean, records show
that you immigrated to Mexico in 1986,
and then, a couple of years later,
you were granted an entry visa to the United States.
But there's no record of Gustavo Fring
ever having existed in Chile,
which I find-- I don't know-- uh, strange.
Well, really, it isn't.
General Pinochet's government was guilty of a great many sins.
First and foremost were his human rights abuses.
But it was also notoriously unreliable at keeping records.
I'm sure, if you keep digging, you'll find me.
我敢肯定 只要你继续挖下去 肯定能发现
Okay. I think that's it, Gus.
好的 我觉得这就够了 古斯
I hope that I was of some small help.
You were, absolutely. Thank you.
Good to see you again.
Oh, no. No, please, please. Thank you.
不 不用起身 谢谢你
So, are we buying?
This thing with his name--
what are you thinking there?
Sure, the record keeping in South America is hit or miss.
I mean, we run into that all the time, right?
We usually find something.
I mean, before '86, this guy's a ghost.
If the State Department wasn't satisfied with his records,
they wouldn't have naturalized him.
but he immigrated from Mexico in '89.
You know, the state just wasn't as tough
on background checks pre-9/11.
Regardless, I don't know what this has to do
with the case at hand.
I was definitely curious
when his prints show up at Boetticher's apartment,
but for me, the scholarship thing explains it.
Well, I'll admit to a certain degree of bias.
This man has been a longtime friend of DEA,
but that being said, uh
I thought his story was credible.
Well, I agree. I think it was a good story.
Still, why are we hearing it now?
Well, like you said, he's a--
this man's a big law enforcement booster.
One day he's reading a newspaper
and sees that somebody he just had dinner with,
somebody he thought a lot of, was murdered.
He reads this, and he doesn't make a phone call?
Doesn't call you or one of his other cop friends
to share his connection with the case
or ask about the investigation.
We can't predicate a criminal investigation
on a person not making phone calls.
What do you think, Tim?
Well, I want to follow up on the scholarship, the alibi.
But my overall impression? I believed him.
Nice touch. Bird bath.
Hey, tiger. How's it hanging?
Yeah. So, very nice.
I did a lot of researching for this neighborhood.
It's a pretty good deal.
You kidding me? That's a great deal.
Uh, speaking of which, ahem.
That's for the week,
plus there's a little extra in there
for any move-related incidentals.
Hey, champ, how's the new school?
I loved school when I was your age.
Seesaws, story time,
chasing girls with sticks.
It wasn't until the fifth grade
that I found out she liked me, too.
But by then her family had moved to Scottsdale,
carpe diem, okay?
All right, good boy. Ha!
So, um, you'll thank Jesse again from both of us.
So is he-- How's he doing?
Oh, there's space, lots of light.
It's-- A little garden out back. It's nice.
And Brock? How's he doing?
Hey, look, I don't mind dropping checks off
every week like Ed McMahon.
But if you really want to know how they're doing,
why don't you go see for yourself?
I'll catch you later.
Hey, you going to need a ride home?
Anyway, I'm proud for not losing my cool.
Plus it shows our wipe-down crew
that I will support them
if a customer is being really rude to them.
You're really taking to this whole be your own boss thing.
Yeah. I guess I am.
I'm thinking about making a move up to management.
- Mmm. - Ah, Jesus.
Corporate America, look out.
I would be a vast improvement.
No one in Kleinman's entire front office
knows the first thing about giving an X-ray,
Hey, Dad, uh, whatever happened with your scan?
Did-- Did you get the results back?
And I'm still in remission.
So you're all going to have to be stuck with me for a while longer.
What about you, Hank?
How you feeling these days?
Well, I'm getting there.
The other day, he had a big powwow
with all the DEA muckity-mucks.
What was that about?
Nothing. Just a dead end.
He won't tell me, either.
Apparently, it's all very hush-hush.
Hey, Walt, can you do me a favor?
Uh, Marie's working tomorrow,
and there's this gem and mineral show
that's opening at the fairgrounds.
I wondered if you can maybe give me a lift.
I had a collection of my own back in high school.
I mean, nothing fancy.
Just entry-level beryls and garnets,
one passable black tourmaline.
- Turn right here. - Okay.
But I did have one piece of morganite
that was very special.
It had been heat treated,
so it had that classic cast to it,
that rose, almost salmon hue, you know?
那种玫瑰色 近乎鲑鱼肉色 知道吗
Hey, Walt, there's no rock show, okay?
喂 沃尔特 根本没有什么矿石展 懂么
I just said that so Marie wouldn't freak.
Hank, where are we going?
We're not here for the chicken.
All right, heh heh heh.
You ready for your mind to be blown?
He came down to the hospital after the shooting
and put up the reward?
He-- He-- He sponsors the DEA Fun Run every year.
You-- You've met him.
Yeah, the-- the Fun Run guy.
Yeah, that-- that guy--
对 对 那个人
Yeah. What about him?
and I can't prove it, mind you, but I suspect
the man's a drug dealer.
I mean, honest to God, I really believe
that this guy's maybe one of the biggest movers in the southwest.
Remember Gale Boetticher?
The, uh, that sad sack from the karaoke video tape?
And you said that he didn't strike you
as being the boss-man type,
that probably there was a much bigger guy out there, right?
that was just speculation.
Doesn't matter. It made me keep at it.
And guess what I find.
Chicken man's fingerprints
at Boetticher's murder scene.
So we bring him in--
You think that-- that Gustavo Fring killed Gale Boetticher?
I mean, these guys use, you know,
like, a dunce to pull the trigger, right?
But his fingerprints being there was enough
for us to bring him in.
So I-- So you brought him in to the police?
Right. He sits down to talk with us.
The problem is that he--
What did you ask him? What did he say?
Walt, will you let me finish my story here?
Sorry. I'm just, uh, interested.
- You know. - Yeah, all right.
So we bring him in,
and he proceeds to kick our asses, okay?
He's got an explanation for the fingerprints, right?
He's got an alibi for Gale's murder.
I mean, he's got reasons for everything.
This guy is Terms of Endearment convincing.
So he's not guilty?
Well, as far as DEA and APD are concerned,
Officially, Fring's not a suspect.
But I'm telling you,
something deep down says he's my guy.
Just got to prove it.
Hank, why-- why are you telling me this?
See that Volvo station wagon over there?
I mean, the guy drives a 10-year-old Volvo.
It's brilliant. Anyway, listen.
What I need for you to do
stick this on it.
You know, wifey thinks hubby's screwing around on her,
but she wants to be sure. Hmm.
You stick this on the car.
This part right here? It's a magnet.
And see where he goes.
289 from SkyMall.
Unfortunately, it's not live use,
so we got to come back later and, you know,
take it off and stick it in the computer.
Still, pretty amazing times we live in here.
Hank, isn't that illegal?
I mean, isn't there some sort of unlawful search and--
That's, uh, known as extra-legal,
but trust me. It's our little secret.
Look, it's easy, okay? Here's what you do.
很容易的 好吗 你这么办
You untie your shoelace,
then you head toward the restaurant.
As you're walking past the car,
you look down-- "Oh, hey, darn, my shoe's untied."
你低头一看 "该死 鞋带松了"
Now, when you-- when you--
when you bend down to tie your shoe,
you, uh, you stick this up into the wheel well.
Then you go inside and, I don't know--
Hank, I-- I don't--
I don't feel good about this at all.
Look, Walt, I-- I-- I know
that this sort of thing is outside your comfort zone--
No. I mean this is a mistake.
Walt, I need you to help me out here, okay?
沃特 我需要你帮我 好吗
I mean, this is really important to me.
Jesus, just-- You make me beg you?
Come on, just stick it in there.
Sir, may I help you?
See? I didn't do it.
May I help you with your order?
What the hell is he--
Just, uh, made sure it was secure.
I swear to God I thought I was driving the man
to a gem and mineral show.
And all of a sudden he has me pulling into your restaurant
and-- and-- and telling me that he's investigating you.
Look, you and I, we've had our differences,
but I would never--
Look, m-my brother-in-law,
evidence-wise, has nothing.
He's-- He's operating on pure conjecture,
and no one-- not one person that he works with--
thinks that you are anyone
other than an owner of a fast food chain.
But if something were to happen to Hank,
then that would only draw their attention to you
and therefore to me as well.
So we have a mutual interest in resolving this without violence.
I will make sure that he discovers nothing.
All right. Don't wait to be, like, invited.
So where do we stand?
Where do we stand on what?
Where do we stand with the thing?
The thing that you were supposed to do.
I assume you haven't done it.
You didn't lose it, did you?
You would tell me if you lost it, right?
You creaming to get it done? Go do it yourself.
If he didn't see me coming like he's some kind of--
This-- All right, look.
Our timetable has advanced.
You have got to make this meeting happen
this week, tomorrow-- tonight, if possible.
明天 有可能的话 今晚
What are you, high?
My DEA agent brother-in-law--
Did you hear what I just said?
My brother-in-law is on to Gus.
Ah, yeah, yeah, I got it.
Your brother-in-law, okay? I'm thinking.
so what if this is like math or algebra?
You add a plus douche bag to a minus douche bag
and you get, like, zero douche bags.
I've got some math for you.
Hank catching Gus equals Hank catching us.
He's relentless, all right?
Yeah, well, he's got nothing is all I can say.
好吧 我要说的是 他什么也查不到
Oh, and how would you know that?
Because he's still above ground.
You think a dude like Gus would let your boy
anywhere near him?
He'll break out his box cutter on his sorry gimp ass.
So you haven't even seen him since that time at the diner.
Think. All right.
Um, they've got to be figuring that we've talked,
so you need to tell Mike
that you are worried about Hank's investigation.
Okay? Hank already knows who you are, by the way.
And besides, you actually did kill Gale,
This is all good fodder
for you to request a sit-down with Gus
so you can discuss what you would say
in case Hank brings you in for questioning.
Okay? Now you just--
you just say that you want to be--
no, that-- that you need
to be able to be properly coached,
and when you're near him--
you put this to use.
He's just going to tell me
to shut my mouth if I get busted.
He ain't going to set up no meeting.
Well, then insist on it, damn it!
Gus' ass is on the line,
And trust me. He will meet with you
if he thinks that you're a liability.
No, he will waste me
if he thinks I'm a liability.
You know what? Whatever, man.
I'm going to take a piss.
Uh, I think you got a phone call.
I did some digging around.
Neither the DEA nor the APD
considers you a person of interest.
Schrader's looking into you totally on his lonesome.
A voice in the wilderness.
Does he have resources?
Just him, his credit card,
and his chauffeur Walter.
From what I hear, he would be committing career suicide
if he were to mention you to Merkert again.
So no warrant for the tracking device on my car.
No. The guy's gone totally maverick.
He's Miss Daisy with binoculars.
We watch our backs, make sure we don't throw him any bones,
he'll never make a case.
If I can't find any trace of you before '89,
I seriously doubt Schrader can.
Seems to me the bigger problem's the cartel.
We can handle them if that's all we've got on our plate.
But dealing with both Schrader
and the Mexicans at the same time,
if he happens to be watching when they make a move,
they could be the perfect storm.
The cartel has given me its ultimatum,
to which I've said no.
DEA agent Schrader--
uh, he's a concern.
He's looking into my past.
Is today the day, Hector?
Look at me, Hector.