Skyler White: Walt, please, let's both of us stop trying to justify this whole genre thing and admit you're in brostep!
Sonny John White: Who are you talking to right now? Who is it you think you see? Do you know how many albums I sell a year? I mean, even if I told you, you wouldn't believe it. Do you know what would happen if I suddenly decided to stop making songs? All my rat fans, a portion of the american population big enough that it could be listed on the NASDAQ goes belly up. Disappears! It ceases to exist without me. No, you clearly don't know who you're talking to, so let me clue you in. I am not in dubstep, Skyler. I AM the dubstep. A guy turns on his walkman and gets wobbled and you think that of me? No. I am the one who drops the bass!
(Nótese la metanfetamina del fondo. Me parto y me mondo.)
