Jesse starts babbling about how much he hates frozen food, particularly because it looks so delicious on the box but always turns out to be shit. Truth in advertising, amIright?
Anything to fill the silence. Luckily, the Whites start talking now…by unloading their marital problems on him. Skyler tells Jesse she had an affair! Then she takes the bottle of wine to bed with her.
Alone, Walt tells Jesse how Skyler took his own kids away from him, and admitted she’s waiting for him to die from the cancer so she can move on with her life. Meth is all Walt has left.
Chapter 8 (cont’d): And If Breaking Bread Isn’t Enough, See If Your Resentful Wife Will Fuck Them
Walt runs into the Vamonos Pests garage and starts going to work on the equipment. It looks like he’s trying to take all the methylamine for himself. That’d be my guess.
Sure enough, Mike is already here and catches him in the act. He tells Walt to join him in the office, then shows him the gun in his waistband. Walt complies.
This is it. Mike is going to sell Declan all 1,000 gallons of the methylamine. And to ensure Walt won’t take it first, he’s going to keep Walt in the Vamonos office all night until Declan arrives tomorrow. At least he offers to give Walt his share of the methylamine. Honor among thieves and all that.
Walt’s cornered. What to do, what to do…
Mike tells Walt to sit in a chair. Time-lapse. Morning arrives.
Mike has an errand to run before the deal goes down…no word on what it is…so he’s going to restraint Walt in the office while he tends to that. He frisks Walt, then zip-ties him to the radiator in the office and leaves.
Chapter 10: Why I Now Keep a Sharp Object Hidden in My Rectum At All Times
Walt realizes he’s leaning up against the door to the closet, so he opens it and tumbles backward into it—still tied to the radiator.
There’s nothing useful in the closet. Walt spots a coffee maker on a file cabinet that’s just out of reach. Maybe Walt can smash the coffee pot and use a shard to cut himself free? He manages to get a hold of the cord on the coffee maker and yank it towards him, but the coffee pot falls and rolls all the way across the room. Fuck.
But he’s still got the electrical cord in his hands. And this is why you don’t leave a science genius alone in a room. Ever.
So uh…I have to admit, I have no idea what the hell Walt is doing here…
Walt turns off the power strip the coffee maker’s attached to. The electrical cord is one of those double-wire deals. Walt separates the two wires, cuts them, and chews the rubber insulation off them. Now he’s got two frayed wires. If he turns on the power strip, he’s got two currents of electricity he can touch together and basically melt the fucking zip-tie off his hand. Which he does…
Epilogue: I Will Fucking Burn My Own FLESH To Beat You, DO YOU HEAR ME?!?!?!?!??!?!??!