Two years ago, a man came into my office. He said his name was Mayhew. He wanted one of my clients to lie under oath. He offered me money. I declined, any lawyer would. That night, as I was leaving my office, I was attacked. Two men threw a sack over my head. They hogtied me, and they drove me out into the desert. And when they pulled the hood off, I was kneeling in front of an open grave, with a gun pointed at my head. That was my introduction to Walter White. I was terrified. But not for long. That night I saw opportunity. A shot at big money, and I grabbed it and I held it tight. And for the next 16 months, my every waking moment was spent building Walter White's drug empire. I was indispensable. I kept Walter White out of jail. I laundered his money. I lied for him. I conspired with him and I made millions. Walter White couldn't have done it without me!