I get to catch a rat? This just keeps getting better.Sly
Toby: The dirtbag is going to get radiation poisoning.
Cabe: And the tools were too much?
Paige: I have to tell you something. When I fell on real hard times, Ralph and I stayed at a rat invested motel for a month, and I developed a deep seated fear of these things.
Walter: You know, I am so sorry to hear about that. I understand your fears, and I validate them.
Paige: I'm not looking for your understanding. Just solve the damn problem and grab the rat!
Walter: I have no idea what you want me to do anymore!
Florence: I saw a freaky, terrifying man.
Toby: That's just Cabe.
Florence: Sirens. Flashing lights. Is this some kind of a party?
[hostage stumbles out of RV still bound to his chair]
Florence: Oh. It seems that it is some kind of party. I do not wish to attend this kind of party.
I am only going to say this once. There is not a chance in h-e-double wizard wands that I am ever going down into the sewer!Sly
Paige: Did you see that psycho? She just jumped from halfway down the ladder.
Walter: She's MI6.
Paige: Untrustworthy is what she is.
Walter: Now, Ralph, what a woman wants, really wants, is for you to listen, truly hear what is troubling her.
Happy: Not half bad advice.
Walter: And then you can quickly solve that problem for her and move on to something more interesting.
Happy: Back to normal.
Some advice? K.I.S.S. Keep It Simple Sylvester.Patty
Doc, I'm worried.Cabe
Walter: We can solve this problem with music also.
Happy: Not the time for a music appreciation course, Walt.
Paige: Did you make it?
Walter: Barely. Now I'm Walter the half shirt.