Oh yeah, sure. So relieved right now, you have no idea. Gonna get down on my knees right now and thank my dear ol' mom for giving me life on this day so that I don't have to get my ass beat by the terrifying Jesse Pinkman.

Speakin' of which, did you just say somethin' about my mother? You're suddenly kinda hard of hearing there, dude. Try bein' a little bit more articulate.

[His fingers dig once more into Jesse's ribs, continuing their assault for a few more seconds before he finally releases the man from his iron grip. Chuckling, he grips Jesse by the shoulders, cuffing him roughly on the cheek with a fist.]

You little shithead.

[Never has an insult sounded so affectionate.]