— I don't know who you are. I don't even know who I'm talking to.
— If that's true, if you don't know who I am... then maybe your best course... would be to tread lightly.
— Well, gentlemen, we're here to discuss your illegal harassment of my client. This should be good. Mr. Ehrmantraut has become the subject of a vicious, relentless... and unwarranted DEA persecution. <...> But we all know you've been following my client day and night. The man can't spend a few minutes with his granddaughter... without you guys quivering in the bushes... and peeping through your binoculars. It's... Well, it's disturbing. And it's taken a toll on his mental and physical well-being.
— Your client looks fine to me.
— Well, some hurts only show on the inside.
— Can you say «ASAC»? «Aaay-SAC». Can you say that? Say, «ASAC Schrader».
— If those turn out to be her first words, I will beat you with my shoe.
— You're looking very well.
— Yeah, well, you know, chalk it up to clean living and vitamin pills. I must apologize.
— Hey, uh, Nick the Greek, you going to share that bottle or what?
— Who's Nick the Greek?
— Nick the Greek. He was a famous big-time card player.
— Hank, that's not funny.
— What? It's a compliment.
Look, a guy doesn't gotta look like, uh, you know, Charlton Heston... I'm talking Moses days. To get a girl, all right? You just gotta have confidence. Confidence and, uh... And persistence.
— Hey, I want a beer.
— Yeah, I want Shania Twain to give me a tuggy. Guess what. It ain't happening either.
— I know you gals have your ups and downs. I get it.
— Gals...
— And I need to get involved like I need a second hole in my ass.
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