Rabid Dog

I figured out a plot point, albeit a small one,  before it happened, something I never do with Breaking Bad.  It made no sense that Jesse would just change his mind and decide not to burn the house down.  The only thing that would have worked was that someone took him out of the house before he could finish.  From the very small cast of characters left that it could have been, the only one that made sense was Hank.

It was great to see Walt telling a nonsensical lie, as he did before Heisenberg turned him into a world class liar.  Skyler hasn’t been buying his bullshit since Season 2, in marked contrast to Jesse swallowing everything.  Poor Skyler.  Her character is so hated for no logical reason.   We’ve been lead along by the writers to love Walter despite all the evil he has done and hate Skyler for getting in his way.  Would the people who hate Skyler like her better if she had said, “Whatever you say, Dear,” upon finding out her husband was a meth-cooking murderer?

Four episodes left and Walt, Jesse, Skyler, Walt, Jr., Hank. Marie, Saul, Lydia and Todd are still alive.  It’s time to start racheting up the body count.

I love when the writers give Saul the best line of the episode:  “Say, for the sake of argument, the kid’s not in the mood for a nuanced discussion of the virtues of child poisoning.”

I’ve been trying to remember if Hank can get any physical evidence on Walter, especially now that he knows the entire story.  Or some of the story.  I can’t see Jesse implicating himself in Gale’s murder.  How about the machine gun Tuco used on Hank back in Grilled?  Five minutes before that shootout, Walter was holding that gun and getting his fingerprints all over it.

Nah, that doesn’t make any sense.  This is not a case that is going to get solved because we have no show if Walter is in jail.

It’s almost time to brush up your Percy Bysshe Shelley:

And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

 

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