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It's done just for tax purposes.
So, what do we do about it?
Yeah, another one right over there.
I mean, follow me, but if a mosquito is buzzing around you...
Walter, I'm your lawyer.
How old is this Heisenberg?
So you bought a bed.
All right. Lame-ass TV ads aside...
This only works when they're scared of you, remember?
Yes.
The uncle. That was your guy?
You seen Badger?
Too slow! What's up?
...and gets his rectum resized about yay big.
Here we go, public masturbation
I like people who don't, like, abuse the Constitution.
Especially drug dealers.
Conscience gets expensive, doesn't it?
- Go that way. - Forward is better?
If you ask a cop if he's a cop, he's, like, obligated to tell you.
Badger got busted.
Are you saying what I think you're saying?
No, I better hit it.
Wait a minute. This is in regards to what's-his-name?
- You are under arrest. - I'd better call Saul!
It's work, Walt. And everybody is gonna be there.
Dude, I just wanna get high.
Which is which?
What'd you say to baby face?
Voicemail?
Okay, you're now both officially represented...
Option B: Brandon goes up to the penitentiary...
- What's this from A.P.D.? - Been checking with them to see...
It's on your head. You're not supposed to double up on vitamin A.
Freeze! Hey, right there. Don't move.
I'm a lawyer. Even drug dealers need lawyers, right?
I... I need to talk to you. I...
Now, if you just tell me who your supplier is...
Okay, let's start with a name.
Oh, yes.
He just goes by Heisenberg.
What, a shrink? No, no, no. Can't go down that road.
He's done nothing but apologise.
What exactly are you offering to do for me?
...the best legal representation ever.