14.
HANK
Not the most we ever took. (to the room)
Mmm.
There's no deficit of total morons in the drug trade. And they can make a ton of money, too. At least until we catch 'em. But we catch 'em eventually.
Hank flashes his great smile around the room. Walt's continued interest in the news report.
He notes Likes it.
HANK Walt, just say the word and I'll take you on a ride-along. You can watch us knock down a meth lab. (good-natured) 'Less that's too much excitement for you.
Walt forces a pained grin and shrugs -- maybe someday.
EXT. WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT The lights are off. It's late.
INT. WHITE HOUSE - MASTER BEDROOM/BATHROOM - NIGHT
t-shirt, checks himself loving what he sees. He COUGHS a little.
Walt, dressed for bed in sweats and a out in the bathroom mirror. He's not He pulls at the skin under his eyes.
In the bedroom, Sky1er's in her nightgown, sitting at the computer. She's following the final moments of an auction on eBay. Walt pads into the room, sits down beside her. WALT Which one's this? SKYLER (eyes on the screen) That faux-La1ique vase I picked up at the flea market. WALT How's it doing? SKYLER I met my reserve and there's still two minutes.
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