 Now, sit down, fatty, and wipe that shocked expression off your face. Rick, boy, do you happen to know who Hank Burton is? That we've been after him for two months? I know, I know. And if things had gone as I planned, you'd have had him in a cell by tomorrow. I, uh, guess I'd better explain, Walt. Yeah, I think you'd better. And make it good, Rick. Plenty good. I told Walt about Burton, about the thousand-dollar fee and Burton's illness.