“Tuco: What's your name?

Walter: Heisenberg.

Tuco: Have a seat, Heisenberg.

Walter: I don't imagine I'll be here very long.

Tuco: No, al'ght. It's your meeting. Why don't you start talking and tell me what you want.

Walt: $50,000.

Tuco: 50 G's! How do you figure that?

Walter: 35 for the pound of meth you stole and 15 for my partner's pain and suffering.

Tuco: Oh yeah. I remember that little bitch. So you must be daddy. Let me get this straight. I steal your dope, I beat the piss out of your mule boy, and you bring me more meth? That's brilliant.

Walter: You got one part of that wrong. This is not meth.”