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DUPREE Hey, you can dress up like a faggot if you want. Not me.
Walt glares at him, losing patience. Dupree roots through the piles of RAW SUPPLIES walt has brought along. DUPREE
Stove fuel ••• not enoug~ of it. Lye. You got the gener1c crap. Red Devil's better. Iodine, matches ••• also not my brand. W~T Somehow, we'll manage. (points) Sinus tablets. That should be
enough pseudoephedrine to produce the first pound. Then I'm thinking we can switch to a proper phenyl-2- propanone method. Dupree's not listening. Instead, he's noticed something about Walt's shopping bags. They're all the SAME. DUPREE
Wait. Tell me you didn't buy all this from one single goddamn store.
W~T
Why?
DUPREE Jesus! They know what you're doing with this! Any goddamn retard they got workin' a register's gonna know you're making crystal! You're probably on some list now! (as if to a child) You buy -- your supplies piecemeal. One store at a time, one item at a time.
Walt looks worried now. Chastened.
W~T It was way over in West Covina. I paid cash. Nobody seemed to ••• Dupree considers Walt. Studies him like he's from Mars.
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