Breaking Bad S0201

Tuco: What is this? It's blue.
Walt: We used a different chemical process, but it is every bit as pure.
Tuco: May be blue, but it's the bomb. Tight, tight, tight.Yeah. Blue, yellow, pink, whatever, man, just keep bringing me that. You're all right. We're gonna make a lot of money together.

Bomb：好极了

Tight：很好的；很酷的

Man :Just remember who you're working for.
Tuco: What did you say?

Man: I'm just saying, they gotta know that they're working for you.

Tuco: Like they don't already know that? Are you saying that they're stupid?

Man: No, I'm just saying.

Tuco: Okay, so you're not saying that they're stupid? So I don't understand.
Are you saying that I'm stupid? Is that it? Is that what you're doing?

Walt: Tuco.Tuco.Hey, why don't we all just relax, huh?

Tuco: Heisenberg says relax. I'm relaxed. I'm relaxed. I'm rela-- Damn, man! Look at that! Look! Yeah, that's messed up. Okay, Heisenberg. Next week.

messed up：（喝酒或嗑药后）极度亢奋

Walt: Adjusting for inflation. Good state college, adjusting for inflation, say, $45,000 a year. Two kids, four years of college, $360,000. Remaining mortgage on the home,$107000, Home equity line, $30,000. That's $137,000. Cost of living, food, clothing, utilities ,say, 2 grand a month. I mean, that should put a dent in it, anyway. Twenty-four K a year, provide for, say, 10 years. That's $240,000. Plus 360, plus 137. Seven thirty-seven. $737,000. That's what I need. That is what I need. You and I both clear about 70 grand a week. That's only 10 and half more weeks. Call it 11. Eleven more drug deals, and always in a public place from now on. It's doable. Definitely doable...No, no. Stop, stop, stop.
Tuco: Heisenberg! What the hell? What's wrong with him? What's the matter with you? You can't take an ass-beating, bitch?

Gonzo: Oh, damn, Tuco.
Tuco: Shut up!

Walt: There's no pulse.
Tuco: Do something.
Walt: Do something? He needs an ambulance. He needs a hospital.

Tuco: Do something! You're smart, right? Do that-- Do that thing.

Walt: No, there's not...There's nothing.

Tuco: Breathe into his mouth.

Walt: No, they don't teach that anymore. It doesn't work.
Tuco: You, come here. Breathe into his mouth.
Walt: No.
Tuco: Get rid of him.
Gonzo: Look, Tuco, we can't do him like that, man. Buzzards and rats and all that. I'm just saying, you know? It's not very Christian.
Tuco: That sounds like arguing. Gonzo, hurry up. What's the big hurry?

Walt: Oh, I, I just think we're done here.
Tuco: Oh, yeah? You're done.
Skyler: Hey, I'm back here. Hello? Hello? Hey. Walt? Didn't you hear me? Walt.
Walt.
Walt: Hey.
Skyler: Hey yourself. What, you can't answer when I'm calling you? Are you okay?

Walt: Great.
Skyler: New hat?

Walt: Yeah.

Skyler: I got some grilled chicken at Albertson's.Do you want me to heat some up for you? Where've you been? Okay.You know what? I've got all this crap on my face.Let me clean up first, okay? You know, Walter Junior's gonna be home any minute, so.
Okay. Yeah, just. Okay. Enough. Hold up. Stop it. Stop it! I know you're scared and you're angry ,and you're frustrated. And I know none of this is fair. But you cannot take it out on me.

Walt Junior: Hey, I'm home.

Pink: Oh, we are dead. Dead, man. Muerto! Ormuerte! Or however the hell you--

Walt: This is conjecture.
Pink: This is conjecture?

Walt: Conjecture,yes,and conjecture isn't helping.

Pink: Oh,My Conjecture isn’t helping?

Walt: We need to state the facts.

Pink: Okay, fine. Facts, then. Fact A: My phone rang eight times last night. Dead air, hang ups every time. Second fact: Like 3 in the morning I saw that black Caddy of his cruising my neighbourhood.No headlights.

Walt: If he wanted to kill us, he would've done it at the junkyard.

Pink: What is that, conjecture? Are you basing that on that he's got a normal, healthy brain or something? Did you not see him beat a dude to death for, like, nothing? And that way..That way he just kept staring at us saying, "You're done." "You're done"? You know what that means? I will tell you what that means.That means exactly how it sounds, yo. All right. We are witnesses. We are loose ends. Right now, Tuco's thinking, "Yeah, hey they cook good meth, but can I trust them?" What happens when he decides " no"?

Walt: No.

Pink: It is him or us. You understand? It is him or us!

Walt: How would you do it?

Pink: What do you mean, how would I do it?

Walt: Specifically, how would you do it? Step by step.

Pink: All right. Say we set up one last sale. This is providing he doesn't decide to waste us before then. Every time we bring in a new batch, he always tests the product, right? So as his head is down, you know, giving it a snort, just...

Waste：干掉、杀死

Walt: So three shots?

Pink: Three shots or, I don't know, two.

Walt: Wait, is it two, or is it three?

Pink: Two would probably work, I guess.

Walt: Okay, two shots. Two shots in the chest, two shots in the face?

Pink: Come on!

Walt: I'm just trying to understand how this works. Okay. All right, we'll put a pin in that. But by now, the big guy, Gonzo, he's probably coming at you, right?

Pink: Yeah.
Walt: So you turn toward him.

Pink: Yeah, just wheel on him...

Walt: How many shots for him? He's a big guy,right?How many shots does that take?

Pink: I don't know. Three shots.
Walt: OK, Three shots.Okay, Tuco and Gonzo. Two men down. Now, is there anyone else there? I mean, Tuco is usually with someone else, right? Maybe even a couple of guys. His dealers, his posse. All right. So we'll put a pin in that one,too. Now, at this point, how many shots have been fired? You've gotta be running low. How many bullets does that gun even take?

posse：警察，民防团，搜捕队

Pink: It's not...

Walt: How can you suggest that we kill a man and you can't even open the gun? It's not that easy, is it?

Pink: Hey, man, Walt, you did it.
Walt: Yeah.
Marie: Call Skyler.
Answering Mashine: Hey, there. You've reached Walt, Skyler and Walter, Jr. We can't come to the phone right now, so please leave us a message.

Marie: Well, aren't you early bird, up and out already? Lisen, the big lug and I are gonna go try that new restaurant over by UNM tonight so let me know if you guys wanna hang.Listen to me. Hang. Walt Jr. will be proud. I know the lingo. I'm still hip. It's Chinese. The restaurant. I don't know, I just feel like Chinese. Do you think that people in China ever just feel like American? You know, and they go out and get little takeout boxes with mashed potatoes and meat loaf and try and figure out how to use the little knives and forks? I wonder if that ever happens. All right, I'll let you go. So call me.

UNM：新墨西哥大学 University of New Mexico

hip：熟悉内情的；非常时尚的

Hank: Skyler didn't pick up?

Marie: Obviously she's not home.

Hank: Baby. Baby, wait up. Hey, what was that about Chinese?

Marie: Dinner tonight. That new place.

Hank: How late they serve?

Marie: I don't know.
Hank: You got Dave at 8.
Marie: Not tonight.
Hank: Yeah, you do. Remember?

Marie: No, that's Thursday. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's Thursday.
Hank: Remember how at the last minute they changed it around for you? They were gonna charge us a penalty. Look, baby, you only got six more sessions.

Marie: And I'm doing them, Hank. I said I would do them, and I'm doing them. I can't help it if you got your days of the week wrong.
Boy: Look out. Sorry, Mr. Schrader.

Hank: Look,it's.You know, it's just...Oh, boy. I, I think Dave is really helping you.
Marie: Yeah. Yeah.
Hank: Sorry about that. She's....
Poisoner: Hey! Hey, where's my phone call?

Gomez: Hits two in the sand, two in the forest, and then he says, "Give me a four."

Hank: Hey, Gomez. Gomez? What do you got for me? Come on. Chop-chop.
Gomez: Good morning to you too. A.P.D.sent this over. This was about eight or 10 days ago. You know Southwest Aniline, right?

A.P.D：阿尔布开克警察局(位于新墨西哥州，本剧发生在新墨西哥州) Albuquerque Police Department

Hank: Yeah, off the 25? The place smells like feet.

Gomez: This is them. Check this out.

Hank: Holy shit. What was that?

Gomez: Thermite. So they tell me. Burns about 5000 degrees. Kind of stuff you see on a James Bond movie.
Hank: Nice. Guys who know their trade. Wait. I take that back. What, they didn't think about stealing a hand truck? Hey, try rolling it, morons. It's a barrel. It rolls. Jesus. So, what'd they get?

Gomez: Methylamine, 30 gallons.
Hank: P2P? They're cooking old school biker meth. Who the hell still does that?

Gomez: All the old-timers I know are either dead or in prison.
Hank: Pseudo's in short supply so these two make do by changing up the formula. That and the thermite I'd say these two know their chemistry.

Gomez: But ranking them as burglars?

Hank: Shit.I wouldn't trust these two to break into the Special Olympics. They got book learning but no street skills.

Gomez: Maybe they're college kids. Chem students trying to make a big score.

Hank: Yeah, maybe. I tell you, 30 gallons of precursor. That big a score, they're gonna wind up stepping on some toes. Tell you what, they better pray it's us who catches up to them and not those boys from Juarez.

P2P：phenyl-2-propanone 苯基丙酮(合成冰毒原料之一)

old school biker meth：老式学院派冰毒，指古老方式制成的冰毒

Pseudo：=-ephedrine伪麻黄素；伪麻黄碱

Juarez：华雷斯 (Juárez) 墨西哥北部边境重要城市

Skyler: Your daughter wants out.

Answering Machine: Hey there. You've reached Walt, Skyler and Walter Jr. We can't come to the phone, so please leave us a message.

Marie: Hey, it's me. Thought I'd try you earlier this time, before you go out and, you know, face the day. I'm realising now it probably takes you a little longer to get to the phone owing to the extra baby weight

Walt: Hey, sweetie.

Skyler: Walt, did you spend the entire night out here?
Walt: No, no. Well, not all of it. Oh, yeah. I did have a touch of...My stomach, you know. I knew I was gonna be up and down, so I just didn't wanna wake you.
Walt: How would he know where I live?