"Did I ever tell you what the definition of insanity is?
Insanity is doing the exact... same fu.cking thing... over and over again, expecting... sh.it to change.
That... is crazy; but the first time somebody told me that... I dunno, I thought they were bull.shi.tting me, so boom — I shot him.
The thing is, okay... he was right.
And then I started seeing: everywhere I looked, everywhere I looked, all these fu.cking pr.icks, everywhere I looked, doing the exact same fu.c.king thing .. over and over and over and over again thinking: "This time, it's gonna be different; no, no, no, no, no, please... this time it's gonna be different."
I am sorry, I don't like the way you are looking at me... okay, do you have a fu.cking problem in your head?
Do you think I am b.ulls.hit.ting you?
Do you think I am lying?
F.uc.k you! Okay? FU.CK YOU!
It's okay, man. I'm gonna chill, hermano.
I'm gonna chill... the thing is... alright, the thing is: I ki.lled you once already ... and it's not like I am fu.c.king crazy.
It's okay... it's like water under the bridge.
Did I ever tell you the definition... of insanity ?"
— Vaas
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"Walter H. White: Alright, I've got the talking pillow now... Okay?

[sits down with tears in his eyes]

Look, we all in this room, we love each other.
We want what's best for each other and I know that, I am very thankful for that.

What I want......... what I want, what I need... is a choice.

[with tears in his eyes] ... sometimes I feel like I never actually make, any of my own... choices.
I mean, my entire life it just seems I never... had a real say about any of it.

This last one, cancer, all I have left is how I choose to approach this.
These doctors talking about surviving, one year, two years, like it's the only thing that matters.
But what good is it to survive if I'm too sick to work,....... to enjoy a meal,........ to make love?
For what time I have left, I want to live in my own house, I want to sleep in my own bed.
I don't want to choke down 30 or 40 pills every single day, and lose my hair, lie around,
too tired to get up, and so nauseated that I can't even move my head.
You cleaning up after me.
Me... me some um... some dead man, some artifically alive, just marking time...

ＮＯ..

And that's how you would remember me.
That's the worst part.
So... that is my thought process, Skyler...

I'm sorry, it's just... I choose not to do it."