The best Quotes by Kim Wexler

Jesse: "This guy [Saul Goodman], any good?"
Kim: "When I knew him, he was."

Jimmy: "I love you."
Kim: "Ich love you too. But so what?"

Apart, we're okay. But together we're poison.

Jimmy: "That's a bit direct."
Kim: "I think the word you're looking for is 'audacious'."

You think you've lost everything? You have no idea!

If you don't trust your men with your money, you have bigger problems than if you trust Saul Goodman.

Eighty-six years. But with good behavior... who knows?

I wasn't there when the meth was cooked. I wasn't there when it was sold. I didn't witness any of the murders, but I damn well knew what was happening. I was more than a willing participant. I was indispensable. I kept Walter White out of Jail. I laundered his money. I lied for him. I conspired with him and I made millions.

During incarceration, defendant Goodman to receive one pint Blue Bell mint chocolate chip ice cream every Friday for the duration.

Hi, I'm Saul Goodman. Did you know that you have rights? Constitution says you do. And so do I. I believe that until proven guilty, every man, woman and child in this country is innocent. And that's why I fight for you, Albuquerque!

I'm still out here. Still getting away with it. Feds couldn't find their own ass with both hands and a proctologist.

So a guy with cancer can't be an asshole?? Believe me, I speak from experience.

I got more second-story guys in my book than pimples at a junior prom.

At least I know they didn't spot you. No one could stay that aroused with your mug peeking through the window.

Jesse: "You should've just let me drive, yo."
Walter: "Look, nothing would be different in this moment, except you panicking and flooding the engine."
Saul: "Fellas, I was enjoying the Laurel and Hardy vibe, but I'm not such a fan of the Bickersons."

Look at this setup! What, you two drive around like Mister Softee, and scooping out drugs for all the good boys and girls?

Crazy? I'll tell you what's crazy. 50-year-old high school chemistry teacher comes into my office. The guy is so broke, he can't pay his own mortgage. One year later, he's got a pile of cash as big as a Volkswagen.

Let justice be done though the heavens fall.

Screw the FCC! I'll go to the mat with those pencil-pushers! This is textbook freedom of speech. What could be more American than that?

Listen, you have a choice, okay? You can pay up now or bleed to death in court.

One day, we'll wake up, and brush our teeth, and go to work. And at some point, we'll suddenly realize that we haven't thought about it at all. None of it. And that's when we'll know. We'll know we can forget.

Wanna go stick your wangs in a hornet's nest... it's a free country. But how come I always get sloppy seconds?

Saul: "What'd you tell them?"
Jesse: "I told them they're a couple of d-cks."
Saul: "He's a wordsmith."

All I know is when he tells me that your employer took him out threatening to murder his family, I take notice. Because after all, what am I, if not family?

If you don't like where you're heading, there's no shame in going back and changing your path.

Saul: "I could've sunk my teeth into this."
Walter: "You'd have been the last lawyer I'd have gone to."

Quantum mechanics? We're discussing that now? Stay in your lane! You are not talking about a time machine, which is both a real and theoretical impossibility. You are talking about regrets. So if you want to ask about regrets, just ask about regrets and leave all this time-traveling nonsense out of it!

Saul: "You see an amateur, I see 170 pounds of clay ready to be molded."
Mike: "If the cancer doesn't get him, it'll be the cops or a bullet to the head."

Saul: "This Heisenberg guy has got something. It's top-of-the-line product. That's the buzz on the street."
Mike: "Years ago, I bought a Betamax, good product, top of the line. Experts said it was better than a VHS. Turned out to be a complete waste of time and money."

Saul: "What the hell is this? It's like James Whale's traveling roadshow in here."
Jesse: "Whoever the hell that is. But the Crystal Ship definitely travels."

Mike: "Their day is coming. There will be justice."
Manuel Varga: "What you talk about is not justice. What you talk of is revenge. It never ends."

Don Eladio, look into Fring's eyes. There you will see the truth. The Chicken Man hates you. He is our enemy. He plots against us. I demand blood for blood.

Gustavo. When I looked into your eyes... hate. A little bit's okay. As long as you never forget who's boss.

I'd invite you to stay as well, Gustavo, but I don't want my breakfast ruined by all the "ding, ding ding."

What Colonel Sanders is to chicken, Saul Goodman is to the law.

New Mexico. It's another state. I mean, it's like California, just less traffic.

Jimmy: "That's a lot of big talk, Bill. Prove it!"
Bill: "There's proving and there's knowing."

Anyone who goes after him is gonna have to come through me.

Well, you know how they say, "It's been a pleasure"? It hasn't.

Let them keep believing I'm dead. So much the better. It was the chicken man. That coward sat up there in the north while his paramilitaries came into my home.

You are a wealthy man now. One must learn to be rich. To be poor, anyone can manage

You clearly don't know who you're talking to, so let me clue you in. I am not in danger, Skyler. I am the danger. A guy opens his door and gets shot, and you think that of me?! No! I am the one who knocks!

Alvarez has been paying me for years. But you know what? I would have done it for free, because I hate every last one of you psycho sacks of sh-t! I opened Lalo's gate and I would do it again. And I'm glad what they did to him. He's a soulless pig. I wish I'd killed him with my own hands. And you know what else, Hector? I put you in that chair. Your heart meds? I switched them for sugar pills. You were dead and buried, and I had to watch this as-hole bring you back. So when you are sitting in your sh-tty nursing home, and you're sucking down on your Jell-O night after night for the rest of your life, you think of me, you twisted f*ck!

What if this is like math? Or algebra? You know, you add a plus douchebag to a minus douchebag, then you get, like, zero douchebags.

Lip: "Hey, whoa. You really think they deserve your hard-earned money for that service?"
Frank: "Dine and dash?"
Lip: "Bite and bolt."
Frank: "Eat it and beat it?"