"Gatorade me, bitch!"

Jesse: "Dude, you scared the shit out of me. When you say it's contamination. I mean, I'm thinking like... an ebola leak or something."
Walter: "Ebola."
Jesse: "Yeah, it's a disease on the Discovery Channel where all your intestines sort of just slip right out of your butt."
Walter: "Thank you, I know what ebola is."

"Look, I like making cherry product, but let's keep it real, alright? We make poison for people who don't care. We probably have the most unpicky customers in the world."

"Look, I feel like I'm running out of ways to explain this to you, but once more I shall try. This fly is a major problem for us: It will ruin our batch, and we need to destroy it and every trace of it so we can cook. Failing that, we're dead. There's no more room for error, not with these people."

"Possum. Big, freaky, lookin' bitch. Since when did they change it to opossum? When I was comin' up it was just possum. Opossum makes it sound like he's irish or something. Why do they gotta go changing everything?"

"So you're chasing around a fly and in your world, I'm the idiot?"