3.13.- FULL MEASURE

  Aldo Ahumada Chu-Han

BREAKING BAD (2008–2013): SEASON 3, EPISODE 13 - FULL MEASURE - FULL TRANSCRIPT

Jesse has disappeared and Walt is in big trouble with Gus. So Gus rehires Gale to learn from Walt's cooking so that they can dispose of Walt once and for all.

Well, hello again.
Hi!

I hope we're not too late.

No, no.
Perfect timing.

Okay, Stan, this is
my husband Walt.

Hi.
Good to meet you, Walt.

Nice to meet you.

Sandia Laboratories, huh?
Yeah.

I hear some pretty fascinating
stuff goes on out there.

Ah, well, you know--

Working on anything
you can talk about?

I'm picturing
giant space lasers.

Am I right?

Honestly, what I do
would bore you senseless.

Oh!
But giant space lasers?

Now, that sounds cool.

I'll have to bring it up
at our next staff meeting.

Well, just remember
I get a cut.

All right, that's a deal.

So this is it, honey.

What do you say?

Do you want to take a tour?
Sure.

Okay.

Look, how about I give
y'all some privacy?

I'll go out to the car
and make a few calls.

Take as much time as you need.

All right.
Good.

Okay.
Thanks.

He's actually a nice guy.
He doesn't push.

Yeah.

So, as you can see,
there's, uh...

there's a kind of flow
going on here.

It's a nice big living room.
Yeah.

And this is the dining area.

Ah, the dining area.
Right. Yes.

Oh, and, uh--

It's got a pool.
Oh, pool is nice.

Mm-hmm.

Backyard could be
a little bigger.

Um, and-- Oh,
there's a breakfast bar

kind of dealie here which is nice.
Jesus.

And, uh, I don't know,
the kitchen's really spacious

and, you know,
got good appliances, and--

How many bedrooms?

Three.

Told you.

There'll all
pretty good size, and--

Oh, this is the first one here.

And then there's
two more at the back.

Only three bedrooms?

I think we're gonna
need at least five.

Don't you think?

Five?
Yeah.

What? Do I look like I'm
about to drop a litter?

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

No, we'll have three kids
total, eventually.

But we'll need
a spare room for a study

so that I could work at home
and you can write.

Nah, I don't--

I don't think this
is gonna be enough.

Okay. Um, what about
a wine cellar?

I mean, we certainly
cannot be expected

to live without a wine cellar.

Very funny.
Mmm.

I just think we need to set
our sights high is all.

At least higher than here.

Walt, this is
a good neighborhood.

It's got a good elementary

and supposedly
a very good high school.

And believe me--

'cause I have definitely
looked everywhere--

for our price range,

this is as good as it gets.

Well, then let's
stretch our price range.

Truly.

I mean, why buy a starter house

when we'll have to move out
in a year or two?

Did you win the lottery
and not tell me?

I'm serious.

Come on. Why be cautious?

We've got nowhere to go but up.

Yeah.

Walter, you see us?

Yeah, I see you.

I'd like you
to exit your vehicle

and start walking toward us.

And then what?

I'm gonna need some...

some kind of assurance.

I assure you I could kill you
from way over here,

if it makes you feel
any better.

Walter, you've been busy.

You want to put your arms out

to the sides for me,
if you would?

You know I haven't slept
since Thursday?

I was out all night
cleaning up after you.

I need my sleep.

You said no half measures.

Yeah.

Funny how words can be
so open to interpretation.

You get your car fixed?

Not yet.

You're gonna want
to get your car fixed.

Let's see how this goes first.

Has your condition worsened?

Excuse me?

Your medical condition,
has it grown worse?

Not that I know of, no.

Is there a ringing in your ears?
No.

Are you seeing bright lights
or hearing voices?

I'm quite well, thank you.

No. Clearly you are not.

No rational person
would do as you have done.

Explain yourself.

My partner was about
to get himself shot.

I intervened.

Some worthless junkie--

For him you intervene
and put us all at risk?

Some contemptible junkie

who couldn't keep
the peace for eight hours?

That's right.
He couldn't.

He was angry because
those two dealers of yours

had just murdered
an 11-year-old boy.

I heard about it.

He should have let me
take care of them.

Maybe.

Then again, maybe he thought

it was you who gave the order.

Are you asking me

if I ordered
the murder of a child?

I would never ask you that.

Where is Pinkman now?

I wouldn't know.

A couple of time zones
away, at least.

Beyond that,
I'd only be guessing.

He has enough money
to last forever.

He knows he needs
to keep moving.

You'll never find him.

I don't know, Walt.

It's what I do, after all.

He's out of the picture.

I saved his life.
I owed him that.

But now he and I are done,

which is exactly what
you wanted, isn't it?

You've always struck me
as a very pragmatic man,

so if I may, I would like
to review options with you

of which it seems
to me you have two.

Option A--

you kill me right here and now.

Apparently, I have made
that very easy for you.

You can kill me--
no witnesses--

and then spend the next
few weeks or months

tracking down Jesse Pinkman,
and you kill him too.

A pointless exercise,
it seems to me.

But that is Option A.

What is Option B?

I continue cooking.

You and I both
forget about Pinkman.

We forget this ever happened.

We consider this a lone hiccup

in an otherwise
long and fruitful

business arrangement.

I prefer Option B.

You'd need a new assistant.

I could get right on that.

No.

This time, I choose.

Your car.

Get it fixed.

Yeah.

Really?

It's good to see you.

Thanks.

It's good to be back.

Well, shall we?

By all means, Gale, let's cook.

What about that rhinoceros?

You think he'd make a good pet?

No.
No?

Don't you think
if you called to him,

he'd come running
for his supper?

I'll bet he would.

I bet he'd come running.

You're silly, Pop Pop.

Well, a little.

But he'd probably
knock everything over.

Plus, there's
that big nose of his.

That's not a nose.
That's a horn.

Is that so?

His real nose is little.

Huh.

I learn all kinds of
things being with you.

Okay, June Bug,
these are for you.

What about the rest?

The rest are for me.

No, they're not.

You're too old for balloons.

Oh, you're never
too old for balloons.

Give me a hug.
Oh, I see your mama.

Don't keep her waiting.

Bye, Pop Pop.

Bye, baby.

Please. Please, no.

Chow, do you have anything
you want to tell me?

Thank God you're here.

They keep me prisoner.

They keep you prisoner.

I don't do nothing
for them ever.

They try and make me.

I say no.

They steal my chemicals.

I can't stop them.

I am businessman.

You're a businessman--

The lady out front--

Hey, lady, are you still there?

Ask her if she's still there.

She says yes.

How's her driving?

Driving. Is she good
behind the wheel?

Good. She's good driver.

Licensed? Dependable?

She has a Camry.

Good.

The trucks will be here
first thing in the morning.

I strongly recommend

that you return
our calls next time.

So have her drive you
to the hospital.

She's gonna need her shoe.

Where did they cross?

Laredo, looks like.

They didn't exactly send
their A players.

But like you said,
it's cartel, all right.

Probing for weakness.

Hmm.

Well, they didn't find any.

What about Pinkman?

I'm making inquiries.

Done. That's two?

All right.
Let's close it up.

Bring it down.

Ready?

Great. Okay.

We're good.

You can take your mask off now.

Does that guy ever leave?

Nah.

When exactly did that start?

It's new.

We had a...

We had a little drama
with the person you replaced.

I'm sorry to hear that.

No, it'll be fine.

Things will continue
to smooth out,

and, yeah, it'll be fine.

By the way,
if you're at all worried

about working with me--

Mo, I'm not.

Because whatever
my shortcomings last time,

I intend for things to go
perfectly from here on out.

So, if there is--

Gale, you're great.

Seriously.

I just--

However you like
things to be done

is exactly how we
are gonna do them.

Period.

From here on out.

So, uh...

please teach me.

Okay.

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Gale.
It's good to see you.

Mr. Fring.

Wow. This is, uh--

I should have called first.

I'm not interrupting
anything, am I?

No. No, not at all.

Please come in.

Can I offer you something?
Crème de Menthe?

Oh, no. No, thank you.

I'm sorry
for the inconvenience.

Oh, no, no.
It's no inconvenience.

I need to talk to you
about something...

something rather pressing.

If push came to shove,
I was wondering

how soon you might be able
to take over the lab yourself.

You and an assistant.

Why would--

Why would push come to shove?

Has Walter ever talked to you

about why he got into

this particular line of work?

Uh...

I guess I assumed
it was because

it pays so well.

Oh, it is, but specifically.

Has he ever spoken to you
about his health problems?

Oh. I'm not surprised.

He's a very private person.

What exactly are
his health problems?

He's dying of cancer.

It is why he does this,

to provide for his family,

which he has accomplished.

They will never want
for anything.

He's seen to that.

Well...

how long does he have?

That is very much the question.

He does not want
to talk about it,

and every time
I bring it up with him--

Hmm.

I don't know
that he's fully accepted

the reality of it.

And not to sound
cold-blooded,

but I am running
a business here.

No, I-- I understand.

I have...

a very large investment
in this.

There is so much overhead

that I can't afford
to shut down,

not even for a week.

So you understand my concern

and my desire for continuity?

I do, absolutely.

Now, I intend to keep Walter on

as long as he wants,

assuming he's
physically up to it.

But as he cannot or will not

tell me how long that might be,

I must prepare for
the worst-case scenario.

The worst-case scenario.

Uh...

I suppose if we had...

at least a few more
cooks together...

You don't think
you're ready now?

Well, he is such a...

a master.

There's always more
for me to learn.

But I'm thinking
that if we had...

say, one or two more cooks?

One more...

I guess, would do it.

I suppose.

I believe in you, Gale.

I know that when
the time comes,

you will be ready.

What's up?

Walt?
Hmm.

Is there, um...

any particular trick

to purging the catalyst bed?

No, it's pretty
straightforward.

I'll show you
when we get there.

Yeah.

Tell him I'm in conference.

Can't you see
I'm in conference?

I'm looking to find
a client of yours.

I was hoping you could
help me out with an address.

Which client?

Jesse Pinkman.

Jesse Pinkman in the phone
book Jesse Pinkman.

Hmm. How would one
track him down?

I wonder.

You're still here.

I need your full
attention, Saul.

Jesse Pinkman
current whereabouts.

The sooner you tell me,
the sooner you can get back

to whatever the hell
this is exactly.

What am I, eight-grade hall monitor?
"Current whereabouts."

Let me tell you
something, Mike-- Whoa.

You are good right there.

Now, let's both
get comfortable.

Now, when I say
I'm looking for Pinkman,

we both know why, don't we?

And you pretending otherwise

only wastes my time

and serves to annoy me.

Mike, uh,

there are rules
to this lawyer thing.

Is that right?

Yeah.

Attorney-client privilege.
That's a big one.

And that's something
I provide for you.

So if I give up Pinkman, well,

then you're gonna be asking

"Old Saul gives 'em up
pretty easy.

What's to keep him
from giving me up?"

You see? So then
where's the trust?

I trust the hole in the desert
I'd leave you in.

Yeah, it's an argument.

So...

don't make me beat you
till your legs don't work.

Now tell me where to find him.

You know it's the right thing.

I can't tell you, Mike.

All right, I--

Look, if I was to tell you,

I just-- I couldn't
live with myself.

I'm sorry.

Hmm.

But who's to say I didn't write

the address down
in my day planner?

Or on a scratch piece
of paper somewhere?

Who's to say I didn't
write down a location

strictly for my own
professional use?

Do not touch
anything on my desk.

I'm gonna leave the room,
make myself a Nescafé.

I'm just looking out
for you, that's all.

Like a mother hen.

Believe me,

money laundering
ain't what it used to be.

God, do I miss the '80s.

Wasting your time.

I'm buying the car wash.
End of story.

Well, one look at this place,
you're gonna fall in love, so--

Huh? Was I right?

Where else are you gonna find

a cash-only business
that's this much fun?

Unless we're talking
massage parlors,

and I don't see it.

Shall we?

You ever actually
play laser tag?

It's good cardio.
Plus you get to shoot at kids.

You got your bumper cars
over there down that way.

Got your arcade right here.

All the latest video games.

Snack bar is over there.

Nothing stopping you from
selling beer to the parents.

That's a whole new
revenue stream.

All right, enough.

We're good.

Holy Christ.

We're good?

This constitutes good
where you're from?

My car is bugged.

I said maybe-- maybe--

I'm being followed.

What the hell have
you gotten me into?

My very own P.I.

is threatening
to break my legs.

That's like Thomas Magnum
threatening

that little prissy guy
with the mustache.

Over and above.

Service-wise,
is is over and above.

You and I survive this,

oh, I'm seriously
rethinking my pricing.

Yeah. And that goes

double for you, Hip-Hop.

My guy's no dummy.
Right?

So I give us maybe 24 hours

before he figures out
that address goes nowhere.

You guys do your thing.
Make it snappy.

I'll go see if they have
Tetris or something.

How are you holding up?

You?

I got my old job back.

At least until they kill me
and Gale takes over.

He's their boy, huh?

He's their boy.

How long you think you've got?

Well, he asks
a lot of questions

about the cooking process.

I try to be
as vague as possible,

but I got that guy
Victor watching me,

listening to every word I say.

Maybe the only thing
that's saving me

is Gale's fastidiousness.

Once he feels confident

that he knows
my entire method...

So what do we do?

You know what we do.

There's got to be
some other way.

Maybe it's better for you
to just go to the cops.

All right?

I mean, I can't believe
I'm saying that at all,

but for your family?

The DEA would love you.

All the shit
you could tell them?

Federal Witness Protection,
that's a good deal.

As for me,
I'll hit the road, yo.

I mean-- I'll make it.

We had a--
We had a good run.

But it's over.

Never the DEA.

The cook can't stop.

That's the one thing
I'm certain of.

Production cannot stop.

Gus can't afford to.

So if I'm the only chemist
that he's got,

then I've got leverage.

And leverage keeps me alive.

It keeps you alive, too.
I think I can see to that.

If I'm the only chemist
that he's got.

I-- I can't do it,
Mr. White.

Like you said, I'm--

I'm not a...

I can't do it.

I'll do it.

I'm gonna--

I'm gonna need your help.

I mean, they're watching me

day and night.

They never leave me alone
with Gale, not for a moment.

Hell, I don't even know
where the man lives.

He's not in the phone book.

I can't find him
on the Internet.

I can't do it in the lab.

Victor's always there.

But if I could just...

shake Victor for even
an hour one night,

I think then that...

I may be able to...

make it look like an accident.

There's got to be
some other way.

I'm all ears.

But when it comes down
to you and me versus him--

I'm sorry,

I'm truly sorry--

but it's gonna be him.

You are the only edge
that I've got,

as long as they don't know
that you're in town.

But I need you to track him.

Get me his address,

and I'll do the rest.

Look, I saved your life, Jesse.

Are you gonna save mine?

Yeah.

Please tell me you found him.

6353 Juan Tabo Boulevard,
Apartment 6.

You there?

Uh, yeah.

6353 Juan Tabo,
Number 6. Got it.

He's home?

Yep.

Anyone watching the place?

No. Looks pretty much
wide open.

When are you gonna do it?

Tonight.

Once it gets dark.

Don't do this, Mr. White.

Please.

Go to the cops.

We got a problem.

Some kind of chemical
leaking in your lab.

You gotta come with me.

I'll, uh-- I'll follow you.

They tell me to bring you,
I bring you.

Come on, get in the car.

I don't know if it's
a barrel leak or what,

but you got something
mighty stinky down there.

After you.

Walter, the sooner you
figure out what this is,

the sooner we all go home.

Please don't do this.

Mike...

you don't have to do this.

Yeah. Unfortunately, I do,
Walter.

Downstairs.

I'll cook--
I'll cook for free.

And there won't be
any more trouble.

I promise you.

Okay, if I could
just talk to Gus,

I know I can make
him understand.

If I can talk to Gus--
No. Walter?

...I can convince him, okay?

Just let me, please--
Please.

Please let me talk to him!
Shut up!

Shut up.

I can't do it.

I'm sorry.

I'll give you Jesse Pinkman.

Okay? Like you said,
he's the problem.

He's always been the problem.
Without him, we would--

And he's--
he's in town, all right?

He's not in Virginia or wherever
the hell you're looking for him.

He's right here in Albuquerque,

and I can take you to him.

I'll take you right to him.

Huh?

What do you say?
Where is he?

Right now.
You give me an address.

I-- I don't--
He moves.

He moves around,
but if you let me call him--

No, no, please.

No, I just-- My phone.

I'll just--
It's just my phone.

I'll call him,
and I'll have him meet me.

All right? Okay?

Okay?

Did you do it?

Mr. White?

Did you do it?

No, I didn't do it.

I can't now.

It's gonna have to be you.

What? No way, man.

Listen to me.
You're closer than we are.

You'll have about
a 20-minute lead.

They've got me at the laundry,
and they're going to kill me.

Jesse, do it now!
Do it-- Do it fast!

Do it now! Jesse!

Oh, my God.

Huh.

Just what the hell
was that exactly?

You might want to hold off.

Yeah? Why?

Because your boss
is gonna need me.

6353 Juan Tabo, Apartment 6.

Yeah.

Hi.

How can I help you?

Take whatever you want.

I have money.
I have--

I got a lot of money.

I have--

Um...

You--

Please don't do this.

You don't-- You--

You--

You don't have to do this.

continuación

Dieciséis años antes, un agente de bienes raíces les muestra a un joven Walt y Skyler (embarazado de Junior ) la casa donde eventualmente vivirán. Walt, que entonces trabajaba en el prestigioso Laboratorio Sandia y se imaginaba un futuro brillante con tres hijos, se preocupa de que no estén poniendo sus miras lo suficientemente altas con esta casa.

Acto I

En el presente, Walt se sienta en su auto en el desierto hasta que llega un SUV . Mike llama a Walt y le indica que camine hacia la camioneta. Al encontrarse con él a mitad de camino, Mike cachea a Walt. Pronto se enfrenta a Gus , quien exige saber por qué los puso a todos en riesgo por Jesse , un "drogadicto sin valor". Walt explica que Jesse quería vengarse de los traficantes de Gus por matar a Tomás, y tal vez pensó que Gus había dado la orden. Gus niega haber ordenado el asesinato. Walt sugiere que Gus tiene dos opciones: matar a Walt y pasar meses buscando a Jesse, o pasar por alto el incidente y continuar con su asociación. Gus accede, pero insiste en elegir al nuevo asistente de laboratorio de Walt.

Cuando Walt se presenta en el superlaboratorio a la mañana siguiente, se sorprende al ver que se han cambiado las cerraduras y que Gale ha sido reintegrado como su asistente.

Acto II

Cuatro sicarios del cártel van a un almacén propiedad del proveedor de productos químicos de Gus, Duane Chow , y lo toman a él y a su secretaria como rehenes. Mike aparece y mata sin esfuerzo a los cuatro sicarios. Luego le dispara a Chow en la mano y le ordena que su asistente lo lleve al hospital; la herida es el castigo de Chow por no informar a Gus sobre la situación. En la oficina de Gus, Mike y Gus examinan los pasaportes de los pistoleros y están de acuerdo en que el cartel está buscando puntos débiles para explotar en la operación de Gus.

En el superlaboratorio, Walt y Gale cocinan mientras Víctor los observa desde la pasarela. Aludiendo a haber molestado previamente a Walt, Gale promete seguir sus instrucciones exactamente y ser el asistente de laboratorio perfecto. Walt le asegura que está bien. Más tarde, Gus sorprende a Gale en su apartamento y le cuenta sobre el diagnóstico de Walt. Le dice a Gale que planea quedarse con Walt todo el tiempo que quiera, pero le pide que aprenda a dominar el proceso de cocción de Walt en caso de que muera.

Acto III

Mike se dirige a la oficina de Saul para encontrar el paradero de Jesse. Saul inicialmente invoca el privilegio abogado-cliente, pero cuando Mike lo amenaza, Saul le permite echar un vistazo a un cuaderno que contiene el nombre de un parque de casas rodantes en Virginia. Más tarde, Saul lleva a Walt al negocio de las etiquetas láser ., siendo seguido a sabiendas por Víctor. Una vez dentro, se revela que Jesse se esconde en la etiqueta láser. Saul advierte a sus dos clientes que Mike pronto se dará cuenta de que la dirección de Virginia es un señuelo. Hablando en privado con Jesse, Walt dice que solo está a salvo hasta que Gale se sienta lo suficientemente seguro como para hacerse cargo del laboratorio. Deciden que tienen que matar a Gale y debaten sobre quién debería hacerlo. Después de que Jesse dice que no quiere ser un asesino, Walt dice que matará a Gale en su lugar.

Acto IV

Esa noche, cuando Walt sale de su casa para ir a matar a Gale, Víctor se detiene y le dice que entre, alegando que hay una fuga química en el laboratorio. En la lavandería industrial , Walt ve a Mike y sabe que está a punto de ser ejecutado. Walt aparentemente se ofrece a renunciar a Jesse. Mike exige saber el paradero de Jesse, pero Walt explica que, dado que se muda, debe llamarlo para concertar una reunión. De vuelta en la sala de juegos, Jesse recibe la llamada de Walt y recibe instrucciones de matar a Gale. Jesse corta la llamada, agarra el arma y sale corriendo.

Mike y Victor apuntan con sus armas a Walt, pero Walt les dice que esperen, recitando la dirección de Gale. Los dos reconocen la dirección y lo que está por suceder; Víctor inmediatamente se va para interceptar a Jesse mientras Mike llama a Gale. Sin embargo, la música y una tetera ruidosa evitan que Gale escuche vibrar su teléfono. Mientras se sirve una taza de té, Gale escucha que llaman a la puerta principal. Él responde. Es Jesse.

Jesse saca su arma y apunta a la cabeza de Gale. Gale, al principio pensando que es solo un atraco, se ofrece a tomar lo que quiera y agrega que tiene grandes cantidades de efectivo; pero pronto se da cuenta de que nada de eso servirá, y que Jesse está allí para matarlo. Gale ruega por su vida. Jesse, con los ojos llorosos y luchando contra cada impulso de no hacer esto, dispara el arma de mala gana.

Trivialidades

Este es el primer episodio dirigido, pero también escrito y dirigido, por Vince Gilligan desde el " Piloto ".

Que Walt se pusiera el característico sombrero negro de pastel de cerdo de su personaje de "Heisenberg" fue idea de Bryan Cranston (que se puso al principio para protegerse del sol del desierto sobre su cabeza recién afeitada mientras estaba en el set).

El teaser de flashback en este episodio es la única vez en la serie que vemos a Walt sin ningún tipo de vello facial.

La traducción al mandarín del intercambio entre Chow y su secretaria: "Peng, ¿sigues ahí?" "¡Por supuesto que todavía estoy aquí! ¿A dónde más puedo ir? ¡¿Qué está pasando?! ¡Tengo un esposo y un hijo en casa, tengo que ir a casa y cuidarlos! ¡No me pagan lo suficiente, alguien ¡Lo mataron justo en frente de mí!"

A pesar de ser el séptimo episodio en el que aparece, este es el primer episodio en el que se menciona a Mike por su nombre, y Saul se dirige a él como Mike en su encuentro en su oficina.

Mike desactiva la seguridad del almacén de productos químicos con varios globos de helio dejándolos flotar hasta una línea eléctrica conectada al almacén. Algo similar ocurre en el episodio "Blackout" de Malcom in the Middle, en el que Jaime suelta su globo de helio, lo envía a flotar un transformador de línea eléctrica y hace que se encienda, cortando la energía.

El episodio anterior se llamó " Medias medidas ", en el que Mike dio un discurso sobre cómo tomó una media medida y sucedió algo malo por eso, lo que provocó que Mike le dijera a Walt que no tomara más medias medidas, así que, como dice el título, Walt tomó una medida completa.

La canción "Crapa Pelada" , que se puede escuchar en el apartamento de Gale, trata sobre un cocinero italiano calvo.

Este es el primer episodio que presenta "The Long Walk Alone (Tema de Heisenberg)" , que se convierte en un tema básico.