In the ABQ, the early bird is about to get very lucky. An older bearded man leaves his house before
sunrise and goes to crank up his old cherry red Ford truck. He spies something
on his driveway. It’s not the morning
paper, that’s for sure. Beardy gingerly
picks up the stack of cash. He spies
another stack, and another, and just as he accrues enough to never need to wake
up before the crack of dawn ever again, he spies a red light. He tentatively makes his way down the hill
and finds the owner of the car. Jesse is
slowly pushing himself in circles on a merry go round in desperate need of some
WD-40. He appears to have lost his mind grapes.
Back to the Schrader household. Walt slowly backs out of Hanks garage. He gets into his car and peels away, almost
smashing into the neighbor kids yellow remote control car. (Once again, WTF is up with this yellow
car? Is there symbolism here or am I
just reaching?) Walt gets on the phone
to reach Skyler, but Hank has already beaten him to it.
Skyler meets Hank at a diner, and they share a super awkward
hug. Once seated, Hank leans across the
table, arms outstretched, and Skyler huddles on her side of the booth. In all
likelihood she’s probably still creeped out by that hug. Hank is way too excited and moves too fast
into ASAC Schrader mode, whipping out a tape recorder to make it all
official-like. Skyler asks for a lawyer,
which throws Hank off guard, and then shocks him by throwing a tantrum. She repeatedly shrieks “Am I under
arrest?!?!?!?!” with increasing intensity until Hank releases her. I love the height disparity in this scene,
with Skyler having not only the crafty bitch advantage over Hank, but the
height advantage to boot.
Meanwhile, Huell and Kuby go to the storage locker, picking
the lock easily. With a ‘woosh’ the sheet is off, and the lackeys are treated
to an eyeball popping view of the money bed.
It takes Huell less than three seconds to decide he wants to snuggle up
on the cash, moaning with satisfaction.
Kuby quickly follows suit. It’s
an impressive pile of cash that can support two grown men, especially if one of
them is Huell. I adore these moments of
levity in BB. The guys are there to move
the cash for their client, but Huell tosses out “Mexico” as an option. Kuby won’t hear of it. Heisenberg is everywhere.
Back at the Parthenon of shady law practices, Walt and Saul
commiserate over what their next move should be. Walt listens to Saul. He needs Saul. And when he responds to Saul’s comment that
they should send Hank “on a trip to Belize”, Walt almost playfully retorts
“I’ll send you to Belize”. (Side note –
With the exception of Jesse, it seems of very little consequence to Walt that
everyone knows he offed Mike. It’s
almost as if he counts it as another notch in the ole Heisenberg belt, another
reason for people to fear and respect him.
But where would he be without Saul?
No one to launder his money or do his dirty paperwork. Even without the potential spin off rumors, I give Saul a fighting chance at surviving through the series finale.)
Huell and Kuby arrive with the cash, and exchange a giddy
glance as Walt notes that the piles are “close enough”. Walt takes the keys to the van and gives one last directive: “Find Jesse”.
(Side note – Why does Walt want Jesse at this point? To save his own hide, or to save
Jesses? A bit of both? Walt certainly must feel a sense of
responsibility, as it was his hubris that led to Hank’s discovery of the
book. Yet on the other hand Walt’s
instinct has been leaning more towards self-preservation than rectifying
wrongs, so what could he possibly want Saul to do with Jesse once he locates
him?)
Walt travels to the scorching desert, a van stuffed with
fortune gently bobbing among the cacti.
He stops at a bare patch of land and begins to dig.
While her husband toils in the desert, Skyler paces at
home. This time, Marie gets to be the
one who knocks. Skyler lets her in, and
they sit down in the bedroom to talk. The
room is tense, and Marie does most of the talking. She slowly recalls every questionable story
from the past year, reading the answers clearly on her sisters stricken
face. When she gets to the part where
she realizes Skyler knew about the money for Hank’s health care, it’s just all
too much. Marie wings her palm at
Skylers crumpled face, and makes a grand exit.
But not before she snatches the baby. Marie pounds on the window for
Hank’s help, but he ends up siding with Skyler, aware that they have no grounds
to take Holly.
More digging from Walt.
Montage time! Walt is creating a
ginormous hole. Usually people bury
bodies in the desert, but this is a way larger hole, with at least eight tubs
full of money to stash. For some odd
reason, he doesn’t seem to have brought any water. Guess he didn’t learn his lesson from the RV
days. Walt is meticulous about covering
his tracks and then finds the coordinates with a GPS. He memorizes the numbers, not even bothering
to write them down, and then smashes the device.
Returning home, Walt hangs a lotto ticket with the
coordinates on the fridge. Wouldn’t it
be a hoot if they won? Walt slowly goes into the bedroom. Skyler is worried, concerned. Walt gets undressed, showcasing those tighty
whities for the second time in as many episodes. Then he promptly collapses on the floor.
Time passes, and when Walt comes to Skyler is doting on him
with a washcloth compress. I feel like
it’s of note that Walt is still wearing his wedding ring while Skyler is not. It’s clear that Walt still loves Skyler. And when she says “The cancers back”, he
confronts the reality that he might lose her, asking “Does that make you
happy?”. Her answer is not great, but
it’s what Walt needs to continue. He
opens up emotionally to Skyler, and admits that Hank finding out was solely his fault. Walt appears to be genuine and serious when he
tells Skyler to turn him in, but keep the money. Surprising the men in her life for the second
time that day, Skyler responds to Walt’s request with her own calculated
move. This time she’s the one who
refuses to give in. She tells Walt that
Hank has no definitive proof, and tastes her words carefully as she says “Maybe
our best move here would be to stay quiet”.
Ladies and Gentlemen please join me in welcoming for the first time, as
a couple, Mr. and Mrs. Heisenberg.
We are then treated to the answer of the age-old question - Who wears Louboutins to a meth lab? Answer - It’s
Lydia! She meets up with Declan and makes her case to see the lab, which is
‘buried’ (hey, that’s the name of this episode!) and it’s filthy. Lydia rolls her eyes at Declan’s lack of
Heisenbergness (Heisenbergity?) and asserts herself. Why didn’t they use Todd? Because Todd started a fire. Whoops. Still, potential exploding meth labs appear to
be a risk Lydia’s willing to take if it bumps up the purity of her product a
few percentage points. Declan’s guys
spot a car, and Lydia goes to her phone, beeping in a message. She hunkers down as men above are massacred
on what appears to be her command. Todd carefully and politely extracts her
from the lab, guiding her around the maze of felled bodies. For a drug lord, Lydia certainly has her hang
ups.
Hank and Marie talk in the kitchen. We find out why Hank doesn’t want to go back
to work. Marie ends up making a solid
point, convincing Hank to return. (Side note – Hank’s comment “At least I can
be the guy who caught him” recalls a moment from a few seasons ago where Junior
shows Walt a book Hank had given him about the man who caught Pablo
Escobar. Walt unwittingly handed Hank
this glory, to be the man who caught a drug king pin. Yet Hank still knows that Walt will get the
recognition and live in infamy if he is apprehended.)
Hank goes back to work and gamely banters with his old
friend. He requests to set up a conference call with his boss to “get back up
to speed”. But then good ole Gomie drops
the bombshell -“you hear about that money thing?”
Jesse doesn’t speak at all in this episode. The cops have him in custody, but he isn’t
offering any explanations, and isn’t requesting anything. Hank goes down, almost jumping out of his
skin with excitement and gets the cops to agree to let him “keep an eye on
their suspect”. Hank walks in and…..
YEEEARRRGHHHH!!! NOOOOOO!!!
WHHYYYY????
This is why I love you BB.
Always keeping me on my toes. Six
episodes remaining.
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