"Yeah, well, you don't know how the nightmare works either," Jesse snaps, pushing off the door. "S'what it does. M'not fucking crazy, the nightmare gets in people's heads and turns everything they're fucking scared of into a game. Takes good, innocent people and corrupts them into something that can torment and kill."

He shoves away from the door and pushes past Pinkman, heading to the kitchen. "Lucky you that you ain't got shit trying t'do that to you in your dreams." He needs to calm down and he needs a drink.