[There's a look of absolute confusion on her face at what Walt was trying to imply here. This last month has been nothing but chaotic, and having Jesse around was something stabilizing. Her first emotion is anger. There's been too much of Walt trying to through her affair around that this is just too perfect.]

You have no right to say who I can and can't be friends with. [Her voice shakes, trying to keep herself steady. She comes across as calm, but her blood is boiling.]

You don't get to say anything about who I spend my time with. Tell me, Walt. How many lies have you told me, yet? [This may be the Walt before he gave his whole 'I am the one who knocks' speech, but he was still fucking people over long before that.]

Or how about the hospital visit? Or your other phone?