Gus: You could quit with the silent treatment bro. I know it's you. Admit it. A'ight, okay, fine. It's just some crazy coincidence. I mean, your name is Angel and you limp on the same knee that he got hurt on. Angel: Coincidences happen. Gus: I agree, but you gotta love those Silver Angel movies, right? Angel: Garbage. Worthless garbage. Gus: Hey don't insult the man, he's not here to defend himself.
Robert: Holy shit, what is that? Eph: See those cysts? I did that. I found a way to kill these things. It's a bio-weapon. It's crude, it needs to be refined but it works. Robert: What do you need? Eph: I need to scale it up and I need your access. We need to play politics here. Run it through the labyrinth, except we don't have months we have hours.