Walter White: Listen, something's come up. I think it's a good opportunity. There's been a job opening. I need a new lab assistant.
Jesse Pinkman: I already did my time. Why don't you just get yourself a monkey?
Walter White: I don't want a monkey. I want you.
Jesse Pinkman: Oh, gee, thanks. Well, not interested. I got my own thing going on. And nice try saving your ass-hat brother-in-law.
Walter White: That's not why I'm here, Jesse. There's more. It's more than an assistant. Partners. We'd be partners again. Split everything, 50/50, just like before. 1.5 million dollars. Each.
Jesse Pinkman: No.
Walter White: I don't think you heard me.
Jesse Pinkman: I heard you fine. I said no.
Walter White: You understand this: you are turning down one and a half million dollars...
Jesse Pinkman: I am not turning down the money! I am turning down you! You get it? I want NOTHING to do with you! Ever since I met you, everything I ever cared about is gone! Ruined, turned to shit, dead, ever since I hooked up with the great Heisenberg! I have never been more alone! I HAVE NOTHING! NO ONE! ALRIGHT, IT'S ALL GONE, GET IT? No, no, no, why... why would you get it? What do you even care, as long as you get what you want, right? You don't give a shit about me! You said I was no good. I'm nothing! Why would you want me, huh? You said my meth is inferior, right? Right? Hey! You said my cook was GARBAGE! Hey, screw you, man! Screw you!
[long pause]
Walter White: Your meth is good, Jesse. As good as mine.
[Walt leaves]
