Breaking Bad, Season 3

Walter:
I love you, Skyler. And I would do anything for you. Would you even consider, I mean...Jesus! You come in here and you wave these papers in my face, when there's a whole other entire side to this thing. There's your side and there's my side and you haven't heard my side yet. You haven't heard any of it all.

Skyler:
You're a drug dealer.

Walter:
No. How...What?

Skyler:
Yeah. How else could you possibly make that kind of money? Marijuana. That Pinkman kid. [Walter is silent] No? Oh my God, Walt. Cocaine?

Walter:
...It's methamphetamine. But I'm a manufacturer, I'm not a dealer.

Skyler:
[shocked] Oh...

Walter:
Per se. I...it doesn't mean... [Skyler gets up and heads to the door] No, Skyler! Listen to me, Skyler! [Walter grabs her arm] Listen.

Skyler:
No!

Walter:
There are a lot of angles to this, OK? It's complicated, alright? So please listen. Please, let's just sit back down and we'll talk it through.

Skyler:
I'm going to make you a deal, Walt. I won't tell Hank and I won't tell your children or anybody else. Nobody will hear it from me, but only if you grant me this divorce and stay out of our lives.

Walter:
No, Skyler...

Skyler:
I mean it. Now let me the hell out of here before I throw up.