https://www.netflix.com/title/70143836





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My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque,
New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm
probably dead– murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has
been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist.
Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to
cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he
made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought
Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time –
something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis
that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and
showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make.
And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed.
Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into
servitude to this man. And when I tried to quit, Fring threatened my family. I didn't
know where to turn. Eventually, Hank and Fring had a falling-out. Things
escalated.Fring was able to arrange – uh, I guess... I guess you call it a "hit" –
on Hank, and failed, but Hank was seriously injured. And I wound up paying his
medical bills, which amounted to a little over $177,000. Upon recovery, Hank
was bent on revenge. Working with a man named Hector Salamanca, he plotted
to kill Fring. The bomb that he used was built by me, and he gave me no option
in it. I have often contemplated suicide, but I'm a coward. I wanted to go to the
police, but I was frightened. Hank had risen to become the head of the
Albuquerque DEA. To keep me in line, he took my children. For three months,
he kept them. My wife had no idea of my criminal activities, and was horrified
to learn what I had done. I was in hell. I hated myself for what I had brought
upon my family. Recently, I tried once again to quit, and in response, he gave
me this. [Walt points to the bruise on his face left by Hank in "Blood Money."]
I can't take this anymore. I live in fear every day that Hank will kill me, or worse,
hurt my family. All I could think to do was to make this video and hope that the
world will finally see this man for what he really is.