Someone come cuddle with me in bed while we watch breaking bad and eat marshmallows and Pringles.
Hank Schrader: Look at this guy. Look at— Oh, man! You can’t make this stuff up.
Walter Jr: Who is this?
Hank Schrader: That, my friends, is Albuquerque’s public enemy number one.
Walter White: So you think this Gale person is your Heisenberg?
Hank Schrader: Yeah, I think so. Yeah. God, I wanted to get this guy.
Walter White: It looks like you did.
Hank Schrader: No, I mean, you know, me personally, you know? I wanted to be the one to slap the handcuffs on him, that kind of shit.
"There’s this mystery man I’ve been chasing for the better part of a year. Cooks the purest meth that me or anyone else has ever seen. Goes by the name of Heisenberg.
Yeah. Pretty weird, huh? I looked him up. It was one of these physic— One of Hitler’s guys. You know, a physicist named Werner Heisenberg. Real cute, huh? I figure with a handle like that, my guy’s gotta be some sort of… some sort of an egghead. No offense.”
- Hank Schrader