Breaking Bad, Season 2

Jesse:
We got to be Tuco. Alright, cut out the middle man, run our own game.

Walter:
So you're going to what? Snort meth off a bowie knife? You're gonna beat your homies to death when they "dis" you?

Jesse:
Look, I know some guys, alright? I can create a network. Look, we control production and distribution. That way we stay off the front lines while moving some serious glass. I mean, the point here is to make money, right? Sky high stacks!

Walter:
No.

Jesse:
No? That's not the point?

Walter:
No, I am not willing to do that!

Jesse:
Who said anything about you?

Walter:
I don't vote for this plan. I'm not comfortable bringing in unknown entities into our operation.

Jesse:
Yeah? Well, you don't get to vote.

Walter:
I beg your pardon? This is a partnership, remember?

Jesse:
I remember, oh, I remember. That you cook, I sell. That was the division of labor when we started all this. And that's exactly how we should have kept it! 'Cause I sure as hell didn't find myself locked in a trunk or on my knees with a GUN to my head before your greedy old ass came along, alright?

Walter:
Alright, I will admit to a bit of a learning curve.

Jesse:
Oh-ho!

Walter:
And perhaps I was overly ambitious. In any case, it's not gonna happen that way anymore.

Jesse:
Yeah, damn straight. Know why? 'Cause we do things my way this time or I walk! You need me more than I need you...Walt.