Категория: Причина

I want you gone by Monday morning. I want you gone.

Okay. Can you at least tell me why?

Because you're a liar, Walt.

Like it or not, we have no choice.

Yeah? And why exactly is that?

Our methylamine. It's going bad.

What?

It's losing its chemical potency. Now, unless stealing another barrel sounds good to you...

Hell, no.

All right, we have to act fast, before it goes to waste.

Shouldn't we be talking about when I can get out of here?

Well, that may still be a ways down the road.

A ways down the road?

Actually, I think our next move is to schedule a psychiatric evaluation.

Now, is that absolutely necessary?

Nobody likes being in the hospital. I get that. But until we know what caused this incident we can't be certain it won't recur.

Do you have it?

I do. Do you have the money?

Is it all there?

We're short 20. Twenty dollars. That's fine.

Agreed amount or no deal.

You serious? You saying I intentionally shorted you?

No. Mistakes happen.

You really willing to blow up this deal over 20 bucks?

Are you?

But why?

The partners have made a decision and the why is not your concern.

I think it is my concern.

And why is that?

Because he's my friend. And the way I see it, you're not treating him fairly.

You know, you keep telling me that I don't have it in me. Well, maybe. But maybe not. I sure as hell am looking for any reason not to. I mean, any good reason at all. Sell me. Tell me what it is.

I'd like to thank you all for coming for no other reason than you genuinely wanted to. In an unrelated note, everyone else can go jump off a bridge.

And guess what? She doesn't like my best friend. I keep trying to think of reasons why she should, but you know what? I can't think of any. I don't wanna hear another excuse, Carl. You do whatever you want. I'm telling you, you don't change your life, you're gonna end up lonely. A lonely guy, Carl. Lonely guy.