— Say my name.
— Heisenberg.
— You're goddamn right.
— What one particular element comes to mind?
— Wire!
Look, l saved your life, Jesse. Are you gonna save mine?
Me, with... some dead man, some artificially alive, just marking time?
— Out burying bodies?
— Robbing a train.
It's because... people move on. They just move on. And we will, too. We will move on, and we will get past this because that is what human beings do. We survive. And... We survive, and we... We overcome. We survive. We survive, and...
— Well, first, I'm curious about this.
— That's a little pet project of mine. See, in my opinion, it's all about the quinic acid level. You want just north of 4,800 milligrams per liter, but if you over-boil to get there, you're going to leach your tannins. Bitterness. Yuck. So I pull a mild vacuum. That way, I can keep the temperature no higher than 92 C. Let's see. Judge for yourself.
— My God. My God, that is the best coffee I've ever tasted.
— Sumatran beans, and I also have to give credit to the grind, but... thank you, Mr. White.
— Walt, please. Call me Walt. Why the hell are we making meth?