Time for Gome to look into Dan. Which, according to Gomez, is pretty absurd. They generally don’t tail lawyers. But Hank gives the order, and Hank’s the boss. I wonder if Gomez thinks Hank is cracking up, too.
So without Jesse to help him, Walt has to turn to Todd. Not ideal. For all his shortcomings, Jesse was still a smart guy and a quick learner. Todd, Walt learns, never even took high school chemistry. Somehow Walt’s going to have to teach Todd how to make the world’s greatest meth as they go along.
Montage of Todd and Walt cooking. Everything looks to be going pretty well…Walt is doing most of the work and Todd is taking notes.
At least there are no explosions.
They get to the end of their day. All that’s left to do is break up the intact sheet of meth, weigh it, and send it off to Declan. Walt and Todd look exhausted. Todd admits it was a hell of a lot of information to absorb and that it’ll probably take him a couple more cooks to be any good at it, but Walt is satisfied with Todd’s effort.
Walt offers to talk salary with Todd, but Todd is even OK with putting that discussion off until later. And oddly enough, Walt looks pleased. It’s good to have help who WANTS to be there, isn’t it?
Dan is back at the bank to make another money delivery. This time he’s brought Dot cake pops. Little piece of cake on a stick! With faces on them.
Watch out for the dia beetis, Dot
But this time Dot isn’t too thrilled for the baked goods and doesn’t have any small talk for Dan. She lets him into the safety deposit room, and shortly after he gets to work, Gomez and the DEA show up. Busted.
WALT AND SKYLER’S HOUSE
Skyler sits at the kitchen table with a bottle of wine. Walt is offscreen microwaving his dinner—she’s not even preparing food for him any more.
For some reason, Walt thinks it’s a good idea to make small talk and update her on how his day went. He starts talking about the new guy at the office he’s working with, Todd, and how it might all work out…and Skyler gets up and walks away.
THE DEA—HANK’S OFFICE
The next day Walt is in Hank’s office to retrieve the listening bugs. He’s whipped up a fresh batch of tears so he can dupe Hank and get him to leave the room for a couple minutes. Like last time, Walt tells Hank about his marital troubles—the sanitized, non-meth version, anyway.
God, wouldn’t it suck to have your brother-in-law constantly taking up your time with this shit? THIS is a waste of DEA resources.
This time Walt just asks Hank for coffee directly and Hank leaves the room. Walt retrieves the bugs and pockets them just as Hank comes back with the coffee. Walt looks much more composed than when he left, but Hank doesn’t seem to notice.
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