Mike Ehrmantraut:  I used to be a beat cop , a long time ago . I 'd get called on domestic disputes all the time . Hundreds , probably , over the years . But there was this one guy , this one piece of shit that I will never forget . Gordie . He looked like Bo Svenson . You remember him ? Walking Tall ? You do n't remember ?
Walter H. White: No .
Mike Ehrmantraut: Anyway , big boy , _ 270 _ , 280 but his wife or whatever she was , his lady was real small , like a bird . Wrists like little branches . Anyway , my partner and I 'd get called out there every weekend and one of us would pull her aside and say : " Come on , tonight 's the night we press charges . " This was n't one of those " deep down , he loves me " setups . We got a lot of those , but not this . This girl was scared . She was n't gon na cross him , no way , no how . Nothing we could do but pass her to the EMT 's , put him a car , drive him downtown , throw him in a drunk tank . He sleeps it off , next morning , out he goes . Back home . But one night my partner 's out sick , and it 's just me . The call comes in and it 's the usual crap . Broke her nose in the shower kind of thing . So I cuff him , put him in the car and away we go . Only that night we 're driving into town and this sideways asshole is in my back seat humming " Danny Boy . " And it just rubbed me wrong . So instead of left , I go right , out into nowhere . And I kneel him down and I put my revolver in his mouth and I told him , " This is it . This is how it ends . " And he 's crying , going to the bathroom all over himself . Swearing to God he 's gon na leave her alone . Screaming , much as you can with a gun in your mouth . And I told him to be quiet . That I needed to think about what I was gon na do here . And , of course , he got quiet goes still and real quiet . Like a dog waiting for dinner scraps . Then we just stood there for a while , me , acting like I 'm thinking things over and Prince Charming kneeling in the dirt with shit in his pants . And after a few minutes , I took the gun out of his mouth and I say , " So help me , if you ever touch her again I will such and such and such , and blah , blah , blah . "
Walter H. White: It was just a warning ?
Mike Ehrmantraut: Of course . Just trying to do the right thing . But two weeks later he killed her . Of course . Caved her head in with the base of a Waring blender . We got there , there was so much blood you could taste the metal . Moral of the story is I chose a half measure when I should have gone all the way . I 'll never make that mistake again . No more half measures , Walter .