— Well, first, I'm curious about this.
— That's a little pet project of mine. See, in my opinion, it's all about the quinic acid level. You want just north of 4,800 milligrams per liter, but if you over-boil to get there, you're going to leach your tannins. Bitterness. Yuck. So I pull a mild vacuum. That way, I can keep the temperature no higher than 92 C. Let's see. Judge for yourself.
— My God. My God, that is the best coffee I've ever tasted.
— Sumatran beans, and I also have to give credit to the grind, but... thank you, Mr. White.
— Walt, please. Call me Walt. Why the hell are we making meth?
— Therefore, what conclusion am I left to draw? That you believe I have some proprietary kind of selfishness about my own formula. Some sort of overweening pride, I suppose, that you think simply overwhelms me, clouds my judgment.
— But it doesn't.
— Absolutely not. I simply respect the chemistry. The chemistry must be respected.
— What areyou doing?
— Selenium. That could be the answer. I'm looking at the Periodic Table on your T-shirt and I see this pattern. Take offyour shirt. I'll show you.
— Yes!
— No, I don't think so.
— We are a carbon based life-form. We move down here, and you've found our poison: arsenic. But the aliens are nitrogen based, right? You make the same move down and over... and where do you find yourself?
— Selenium.
— Selenium. Could be as lethal to them as arsenic is to us.
— And with their metabolic rates, it'll kill them fast.
— Selenium. How much do we need?
— Five hundred gallons could do it, should do it.
— Five hundred gallons? Um, I hate to be a buzzkill, but where are we gonna get that at 2:00 a.m.?
— No problem.
— Yeah, we can get that. Head & Shoulders.
— The dandruff shampoo?
— Yeah, that's the stuff. The active ingredient is selenium sulfide.
— How do you know that? You don't know anything.
— Haven't you noticed how shiny and fake-free our hair is?
— Okay, this is the best idea we got. Let's give it a shot. Come on. Let's do it!
— Yeah! We'll get the troops together. We're getting shampoo!
— I've got the vehicle.
— Good! Donalds, you just got your A's.