Breaking Bad, Season 2

Walter:
The upshot is that I have radiation pneumonitis.

Jesse:
Damn...

Walter:
Actually it's not as bad as it sounds. It's a fairly common occurrence. Easily treated. In fact, the news is all good.

Jesse:
You mean, good? You mean, like, good good? You mean, like, remission good?

Walter:
Remission. Not to imply I'm cured. I still have cancer, but there's been a significant reduction in the tumors.

Jesse:
How significant?

Walter:
Eighty percent.

Jesse:
Dude! No way!

Walter:
I'm not out of the woods yet, not by any stretch...but "options" is the word they keep bandying about.

Jesse:
That's awesome! Serious? That's...that's...that's great, man! My aunt, she never...I mean, y'know, at your stage I didn't even think that could happen.

Walter:
Eh.

Jesse:
Mr. White, you kicked its ass, yo! [Walter motions for Jesse to quiet down] No! You must be so psyched!

Walter:
Of course. I am.

Jesse:
Okay now we...I mean, what do we...Oh! Hey, I almost forgot. [Jesse hands Walter a paper bag filled with money] So...how do you want to...y'know...proceed in light of this kickass news?

Walter:
We'll take our time and stay cautious. Sell off what we have and then...well, then I guess I'm done.