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Well, I guess that's it. Parting thoughts of which I have two. First: as I said I'll handle the legacy costs out of my end so you won't have to worry about my guys anymore. Second: the bug. The DEA will do a sweep can't say when, could be any time. But you need to get it out of there sooner rather than later. Alright. Just get the bug, Walter.
Goodbye, Walter. I don't owe you a damn thing. All of this -- falling apart like this -- is on YOU. We had a good thing, you stupid son of a bitch! We had Fring. We had a lab. We had everything we needed and it all ran like clockwork. You could've shut your mouth, cooked, and made as much money as you ever needed. It was perfect. But no! You just had to blow it up. YOU! And your pride and your ego. You just had to be the man. If you'd done your job, known your place, we'd all be fine right now.
The people who get paid to do this do a lousy job. So I guess this is what you want huh? Just lying in a hospital bed, getting sponge baths from nurses. It's time to go home, Hank. I'm just seeing. Seeing what I see. We'll see. I say it will. I dunno, I don't care if someone walks in. I tell you what, if I can get the groundhog to see his shadow... I'm betting it will... and if he does, you check out of here. You afraid you'll lose? The point is, you're not completely hopeless. We have a bet? One minute? Alright, that's a cake walk!
Nice, thank you. Stay classy. Well, I'll tell you one thing. Your Hardy Boys routine is over. No more asking him to drive you on stakeouts. It's too dangerous, you hear me?
I figured I could cut classes for the rest of the semester and he couldn't flunk me as long as I, you know, made the thing. So I finished it in a couple days. And it looked pretty lame, but it worked. You know, for putting in or whatnot. So when I showed it to Mr. Pike for my grade, he looked at it and said: 'Is that the best you can do?'
At first I thought to myself 'Hell yeah, bitch. Now give me a D and shut up so I can go blaze one with my boys.' I don't know. Maybe it was the way he said it, but... it was like he wasn't exactly saying it sucked. He was just asking me honestly, 'Is that all you got?' And for some reason, I thought to myself: 'Yeah, man, I can do better.'