[ What the hell was Chilton implying here? Walt gave him a disgusted look and shook his head. That didn't even deserve a response. ]

It better be.

[ He remained rooted where he was, taking Chilton in and observing him -- every irritating expression he made. ]

I can trust you to keep all of this between us, can't I? I might not be your patient in the official sense of the word, but there is an unspoken agreement that, that money buys.

[ He gestured toward the stack of cash on Chilton's desk. ]