Jesse Pinkman: Mr. White? Are you smoking weed? Oh my god... wait a minute, is that, is that my weed? What the hell man, make yourself at home why don't you.
Walter White: [after Jesse's ceiling caves in] I'm sorry, what were you asking me? Oh, yes, that stupid plastic container I asked you to buy. You see, hydrofluoric acid won't eat through plastic; it will however dissolve metal, rock, glass, ceramic. So there's that.
Jesse Pinkman: All right, All tight, look, not touching,okay? Not touching here. Look, lady, whatever you're selling, I ain't buying, Yo...
Skyler White: Well, my name is Skyler White, Yo! My husband is Walter White, Yo! Uh-Huh... He told me everything.
Walter White: After we finish cleaning up this mess... we will go our separate ways. Our paths will never cross and we will tell this to no one. Understood?
Jesse Pinkman: Oh, what I can talk now?
Walter White: [Walt and Jesse are talking about what to do with Krazy-8. Walt thinks that he could reason with Krazy-8, so he asks Jesse] Do you think that he is capable of listening to reason?
Jesse Pinkman: What kind of reason? You mean like: "Hey, dear Krazy-8, hey, if I let you go, will you promise not to come back and waste my entire family? No Colombian neckties? You mean that kind of reason? Nah, man, I can't say as I have high fucking hopes where that's concerned.
Walter White: [to Skyler] Right now, what I need, is for you to climb down out of my ass. Can you do that? Will you do that for me honey? Will you please, just once, get off my ass? You know? I'd appreciate it. I really would.
Walter White: I guess the only other fair way to go about this would be that one of us deals with the body situation while the other one of us deal with the Krazy-8 situation. In a scenario like this I don't suppose it is bad form to just... flip a coin. Heads or tails?
Jesse Pinkman: No, I'll do the body in the acid OK?
Walter White: Heads or tails?
Jesse Pinkman: Heads... heads.
Walter White: [flips coin, shows heads] Best two out of three?