This is the main advantage of ether: it makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel … total loss of all basic motor skills: blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue- severance of all connection between the body and the brain. Which is interesting, because the brain continues to function more or less normally … you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can’t control it.
Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.
Jesse: Ah, like I came to you, begging to cook meth. Oh, hey, nerdiest old dude I know, you wanna come cook crystal? Please. I’d ask my diaper-wearing granny, but her wheelchair wouldn’t fit in the RV.
Walt: Last time I checked, there was 16 ounces to a pound. What’d you do with the rest, smoke it?
Jesse: Yo, I been out there all night slangin’ crystal. You think it’s cake movin’ a pound of meth one tenth at a time?
Walt: So why you selling it in such small quantities? Why don’t you just sell the whole pound at once?
Jesse: To who? What do I look like? ‘Scarface?’
Walt: This is unacceptable. I am breaking the law here. This return is too little for the risk. I thought you’d be ready for another pound today.
Jesse: You may know a lot about chemistry man, but you don’t know jack about slangin’ dope.
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve always worked for me.
Ariana the cheerleader: I’m Ariana! I have teen spirit, I don’t do drugs, so check me out! Chacha chaboochie roll call!
Craig the cheerleader: My name is Craig, I did drugs once. I am a Spartan, so check me out!
But nobody can handle that other trip- the possibility that any freak with $1.98 can walk into the Circus-Circus and suddenly appear in the sky over downtown Las Vegas twelve times the size of God, howling anything that comes into his head. No, this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs. Reality itself is too twisted.
Lisa: Can’t talk … coming down.
Lestrade: It’s a drugs bust.
Watson: Seriously. This guy, a junkie? Have you met him?
Watson: I’m pretty sure you could search this flat all day and you wouldn’t find anything that you could call recreational.
Jay Pritchett: Usually, I say no to drugs, but I thought, just this once… and I figured, if I was going to make an ass of myself, at least I wouldn’t remember it.
Mitchell Pritchett: That drug I gave him? Baby aspirin, orange flavored. He could have chewed it.