Mike’s the kind of character who, if you were a cop, you’d know he was dirty, but you can’t make anything stick because knows how to cover his tracks, so Hank and Gomez have gone through his whole bio. They also know Mike used to be a cop. We’ve heard about this before. Mike told Walt a story about the time he dealt with a wife abuser here in Albuquerque. But before that, Mike was a cop in Philly. And according to Hank, Mike’s departure was “dramatic”. What the hell does that mean? Mike won’t discuss it.
So here’s the problem: Hank and Gomez know what Gus was up to. Doesn’t it seem fishy that Gus, a known drug dealer, would hire an experienced professional like Mike, with an admittedly checkered past, to run background checks on fast food employees? Seems like overkill. They’re right, but they don’t have anything firm.
Gomez tries to railroad him. He tells him they have a witness who can put Mike in the superlab before the explosion. Mike knows they’re full of shit and challenges them to arrest him. They can’t.
Sounds like the end, right? Hang on. Mike gets up to leave. But Hank has one more thing to ask him about. They’ve been digging through Gus’s financials, and they’ve found something interesting. Mike’s granddaughter Kalee currently has $2 million in her bank account, all from Gus. Yupppppp.
So now they can tie Mike a little more directly to the meth-pire. They also know that eleven or so other guys have been paid off w/ Gus’s blood money. And they suggest that one of them will flip on the rest. And then Mike is done for.
They urge Mike to cooperate ASAP. Mike still plays dumb, but it’s clear: he’s been outfoxed. And you almost never see that.
So Walt and Jesse sit down with Saul to plan their next series of business decision. Sans Mike. No surprise there.
Walt wants Saul to find them a new place to cook meth, one that’s preferably not too far out of town. You know, because commuting is a beeotch.
He also wants an update on the raw materials for making meth. Jesse hasn’t been able to find any methylamine and suggests they try another chemical, but Walt is adamant they keep looking. Methylamine is responsible for their trademark blue tinge on their meth, after all.
Something’s been bugging Saul, and now he speaks up. Walt barely survived Gus. Shouldn’t Walt consider cutting his losses and leaving the business entirely? Walt won’t even consider it. He reminds Saul, (and us), that he’s basically broke…he was nearly there at the end of last season, and after last week, when he had to borrow money from Jesse to buy the truck and the junkyard magnet, he’s now 40 G’s in the hole. And now there’s no competition in the meth business. He can’t quit, and even if he could, he’d be blowing a big opportunity. That settles it.
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