It's the kind of Oliver Twistian advice given frequently to blacks deemed middle class: be grateful for the gruel because children are starving in the inner cities.

Despite the difficulties with Skyler and Mike, Walt is large and in charge again in the cold open to “Say My Name.”

"Bless your pooty little figger-head, Sally! I don't know as 'tis, but suthin' nigh about as bad is a-comin...

At the dawn of the space age the Eisenhower administration came to the conclusion that the weaponisation of space was not in the interests of the United States.