"Some straight like you, giant stick up his ass, age what—60? He's just gonna break bad? . . . It's weird is all, okay? It doesn't compute. Listen, if you've gone crazy or something . . . I mean, if you've . . . if you've gone crazy or depressed, I'm just saying . . . that's something I need to know about. Okay? I mean, that affects me." —Jesse
"I have spent my whole life scared, frightened of things that could happen, might happen, might not happen, 50 years I spent like that. Finding myself awake at three in the morning. But you know what? Ever since my diagnosis, I sleep just fine . . . What I came to realize is that fear, that's the worst of it. That's the real enemy. So, get up, get out in the real world and you kick that bastard as hard as you can right in the teeth." —Walter
"I need support. Me, the almost 40-year-old pregnant woman with the surprise baby on the way. And the husband with lung cancer who disappears for hours on end and I don't know where he goes and he barely even speaks to me anymore. With the moody son who does the same thing. And the overdrawn checking account. And the lukewarm water heater that leaks rusty looking crap and is rotting out the floor of the utility closet and we can't even afford to fix it! But OH, I see! Now I'm supposed to go, 'Hank, please, what can I possibly do to further benefit my spoiled, kleptomaniac bitch sister who somehow always manages to be the center of attention?' 'Cause God knows she's the one with the really important problems!" —Skyler
"A junkyard? Let me guess, you picked this place? . . . This is . . . This is like a . . . a non-criminal's idea of a drug meet. This is like, 'Oh, I saw this in a movie. Ooh, look at me' . . . How about Taco Cabeza? Half the deals I've ever done went down at Taco Cabeza. Nice and public. Open 24 hours. Nobody ever gets shot at Taco Cabeza. Hell, why not the mall? You know, wait at the Gap. 'Hey! It's time for the meet!' You know, I'll put down the flat-front khakis, head on over, grab an Orange Julius. Skip the part where psycho lunatic Tuco, you know, comes and steals my drugs and leaves me bleeding to death." —Jesse
"This is the first day of the rest of your life, but what kind of life will it be, huh? Will it be a life of fear, of 'Oh, no no no I can't do this'? Of never once believing in yourself?" —Walter
"If you're committed enough, you can make any story work. I once told a woman I was Kevin Costner, and it worked because I believed it." —Saul
"Ah, like I came to you, begging to cook meth. Oh, hey, nerdiest old dude I know, you wanna come cook crystal? Please. I’d ask my diaper-wearing granny, but her wheelchair wouldn’t fit in the RV." —Jesse
Marie: "You can do this, Hank. Come on. It's supposed to hurt. Pain is weakness leaving your body."
Hank: "Pain is my foot in your ass, Marie."
Marie: "Hey, if you could get your leg up that high, I say go for it."
"New Zealand, that’s where they made Lord of the Rings. I say we just move there, yo. I mean, you can do your art. right? Like, you can paint the local castles and shit, and I can be a bush pilot." – Jesse
“Who are you talking to right now? Who is it you think you see? Do you know how much I make a year? I mean, even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe it. Do you know what would happen if I suddenly decided to stop going into work? A business big enough that it could be listed on the NASDAQ goes belly up. Disappears! It ceases to exist without me. No, you clearly don’t know who you’re talking to, so let me clue you in. I am not in danger, Skyler. I am the danger! A guy opens his door and gets shot and you think that of me? No. I am the one who knocks!” —Walter