I had a scare last night. My power went out an hour before "Breaking Bad" premiered.
Thankfully, it came back on in time for one of the best ever cold opens of a television program. Skateboarders using what was once the White pool as a makeshift skate park, the residence now a boarded-up shell of its former self. "H E I S E N B E R G" sprawled in graffiti across the living room wall. Obviously, some serious shit went down since we last saw Uncle Hank on the toilet reading "Leaves of Grass."
In this White-post-apocalyptic universe, Walt shows up at his old dwellings, walking right in past the police-enforced fence and into his house to retrieve something in a bedroom outlet: ricin. Ahh, yes, the gun that was introduced in the first act MUST go off by the end of the third. Ricin, the poison that leaves behind little trace of its use on a victim, has been passed around more times than the neighborhood trollup on this series. And now in this bleak future, Walt is desperate for it. Would he dare off himself?
Back in the "present," Hank gets up from the toilet, hides the Walt Whitman book in one of his bags, and tells Marie and the family he's not feeling well and needs to leave. On the way home, he has a rage attack, running the car off the road and into a front lawn. He was the live-action equivalent of this.
While Hank should probably seriously go to a doctor, he spends the rest of the week "sick" (aww man, no bowling for Walter Jr.) basically trying to rebuild his case for Heisenberg, only this time, knowing who Heisenberg is.
Lydia is trying to get Walt back in the business, confronting him while purchasing a car wash ($14.95? He drives a hard bargain), but he is totally going straight now. Skylar finds out about Lydia and bitches girlfriend out in the car wash parking lot. Lydia scurries away like a frightened rodent.
Meanwhile, Jesse is trying to figure out what to do with the $5 million Walt left on his doorstep (he could at least hire a fumigator to get rid of those cockroaches). He takes it to Saul to give it to Mike's granddaughter and the rest to the family of the kid Todd killed last season.
Saul calls Walt because these actions would clearly signal to authorities that something's off, and Walt brings the $5 million back to Jesse's doorstep. Poor Jesse has two addictions to deal with: one, his dependency on meth, and two, his dependency on Walt. Walt is the human personification of addiction in all its forms. Walt knows how to make Jesse feel better through lies, an unnatural high that Jesse got off on in the past. But after Walt tells him that, "Yes, Mike is still alive," and Jesse says he believes him, clearly, Jesse knows Walt is lying and is just lying right back at him to make him go away. He's figured out how to manage this disease.
Eventually, Jesse plays paperboy to the community, throwing the millions out his car window, chucking it in true Chris Elliott fashion. (I bet the old folks with nothing better to do still complain that the stack of hundreds they got on their front porch should have been in the proper mail slot.)
Walt wonders where his Walt Whitman book is when he's puking in the toilet from his chemo side effects. Later, he figures out that Hank is tracking him when he finds a GPS device on his car---the same kind he and Hank used on Gus Frink.
The next day, Walt passive-aggressively confronts Hank in his garage, telling him about the tracker, wondering why Hank would be following him. Hank quietly presses the button that eases the garage door closed before kicking the shit out of Walt. Walt acts like he still doesn't know what's going on, before saying that whatever Hank is involved in, he should probably "tread lightly."
What did you think of this episode? What do you think happened to everyone since the White household is now a boarded up eyesore next to Carol's place?