You show someone respect because you respect them, or because you’re afraid of them.
Respect doesn’t make history.
You have to respect your own mortality.
You cannot control with respect to whom you fall in love.
When they bury me, it won’t be in my backyard. And when they come to pay their respects, they’ll have to wait in line.
Respect, ese. You gotta give it to get it.
Your king says he betrayed me for love. I say he betrayed me for firm t*ts and a tight fit … and I can respect that.
You want some respect? Go out there and get it for yourself.
With closeness and familiarity, there comes disrespect.
With all due respect, your tiny brain is a lot safer without my problems inside it.
When you lose their respect, no matter what you do, no matter how many wins you chalk up, you’ll never get it back. The game is already over. You lost.[to Jared]
This is your fault. This is what comes of your disrespect. I told you, Skyler. I warned you for a solid year. You cross me, there will be consequences. What part of that didn’t you understand?[to Skyler]
