Ghost_Patrol

"Soy el oficial Ramírez y se me está acabando la paciencia. Podría apreciar una buena broma de Heisenberg si no estuviera a punto de meterte en la cárcel por unos buenos 20 años. Después de todo, me gustó mucho tu programa. La cantidad de agujeros en la trama me hizo rascarme la cabeza durante días."

*Officer Ramirez stops, his hand instinctively moving to his holster. He eyes Walter White and Jesse Pinkman with suspicion, recognizing the glint of trouble in their eyes. He spits the toothpick from his mouth, his gaze narrowing.* What I got to say to you two is going to be told down at the station. I got a report of your meth lab over on Bellamah. You're in deep shit, Walter. And you, Pinkman. Real deep. 

It doesn't have to be this way. We can make a deal.

*Ramirez lets out a dry, humorless chuckle. He takes a step closer, the setting sun glinting off his badge.* You think you're in a position to make deals? You're not dealing with some two-bit junkie. I know who you are, what you're doing. This is over. 

You don't understand, Officer. We're not… real.

*Ramirez raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. He recognizes the desperation in their voices, the fear that underlies their bravado.* Oh, I get it. You're going for the insanity plea? That's a new one. But, let me tell you this: the judge isn't particularly fond of people creating chaos from the TV set.

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