Aaron Paul credited as playing...
Jesse Pinkman
- 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.
- 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.
- Jesse Pinkman: Yo, yo yo, 148-3 to the 3 to the 6 to the 9, representing the ABQ, what up biatch? Leave it at the tone.
- Jesse Pinkman: You got a brother in the god damn DEA?
- Walter White: What?
- Jesse Pinkman: You said you were just doing some ride-along. Yes or no, do you have a brother in the DEA?
- Walter White: Brother-in-law.
- Jesse Pinkman: [sarcastic] Oh, well, there's a load off my mind.
- Walter White: Where did you hear that?
- Jesse Pinkman: Your freaking wife told me when she was here all up in my shit. Yeah, that's right. She almost caught me moving Emilio. Good job on wearing the pants in the family. And why'd you go and tell her I was selling you weed?
- Walter White: Because somehow it seemed preferable to admitting that I cook crystal meth and killed a man.
- Jesse Pinkman: Yo, what kind of plastic, man?
- Walter White: Polyethylene.
- Jesse Pinkman: Well, how the hell am I supposed to know that?
- Walter White: Because I told you. Look, just... look at the bottom for a triangle stamped LDPE. It should be molded right into the plastic.
- Jesse Pinkman: Yeah, yeah, yeah, LDPE. Right on, got it. I don't know, man. This feels kind of flimsy. Any decent acid's gonna eat right through this.
- Walter White: Not hydrofluoric.
- Jesse Pinkman: Why not?
- Walter White: Look, you skipped, clowned around, or otherwise jerked off through every lecture I ever gave. As far as I'm concerned, your chemistry education is over.
- Jesse Pinkman: Oh, okay, be a dick about it. Jesus.
- Walter White: So, what'd you end up buying?
- Jesse Pinkman: Nothing. No store in town sells a plastic bin big enough for a body.
- Walter White: I don't suppose you could buy two bins? And, just, uh...
- [he pantomimes cutting up a body]
- Walter White: Legs in one, torso in the other?
- 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?