Breaking Bad: Chooch
A bruised & beaten Jesse is getting discharged from the hospital. He sits alone in a wheelchair on the sidewalk out front. While he waits for his ride, an ambulance comes blaring into the ER entrance. With nothing else to do, he rolls himself over to see what the action is. The back doors come banging open. There’s medics with tubes & lines all over the in-coming patient. Jesse gets out of his chair to get a better look. They’re shouting out orders to the ER crew coming out to help. The person is critical & needs an OR stat. He’s bleeding out! He finally gets a glimpse of the dude’s face. It’s DEA Hank, the one who beat him like a dog. Payback’s a bitch!
For those who missed it, Hank had a little shoot-out at the K-Mart Korral with Tuco’s two revenge assasin cousins. Hank won, if you can believe that, ramming one repeatedly into a parked car with his truck & then using the psycho’s gun on the other one, splattered his brains all over the cameraman’s lens. Awesome! Hank did not escape unscathed. He suffered multiple GSW, thus the ER apprearance.
As for Walt….. he’s busy in his shiny-new meth lab, trying to dismiss lab-buddy Gale. He’s using classical music Walt, with jazz music Gale & trying to get the point across that the two just don’t work well together. Walt needs a classical guy. In walks punk-rock Jesse, all loud & hooting up a storm “Let’s get cookin’ partner!” You get the picture, right. Gotta love the humor.
Once Jesse finally let’s Walt in on the Hank situation, most of the episode revolves around his life or death situation at the hospital. Walt, surrounded by concerned DEA agents, must field phonecalls from not only Jesse, but Gus, the meth & chicken king. He wants to know if Walt’s going to get cooking. Oh yeh, Gus is also Walt’s boss & has an “in” with the DEA. Walt, not knowing this, feeds him a bullshit story about the meth being a tad late, blaming it on the newly fired Gale. Gus takes control of things & finishes what he started by making sure psycho cousin #2 (with no legs thanks to Hank) has a sudden cardiac arrest. No more psychos taking up customer space at his place! He manages to have the DEA, thru an anonymous call, take out “south of the border” meth-man, Juarez Cartel & crew. Then it’s chicken all around for the DEA crew at the hospital, compliments of “Pollos” Chicken joint. A private talk between Walt & Gus clears things up, when he realizes he’s been caught with a fake “note from home” excuse. Gus assures him all was right with the world again.
If you’re wondering what Jesse was doing thru all this. He was playing with the new meth lab equipment. From racing around in the computer chair, to inflating his lab suit with compressed air, he was the comic relief this week. No Sal We were also subjected to Skylar’s disappoving looks & all the “we’re family” bullshit at the end of the episode when everyone was allowed in to see the “out of danger” Hank.
I just love how this show keeps coming full circle. It’s like one of those connect the dot games I played when I was a kid. That’s just what happened in last night’s episode. The writers connected a few more dots for us. Unlike LOST, this show doesn’t make us wait months (or even years) for answers that never come. It may send us off into a different direction but evenually brings us back. Back to what? Walt.
Desperate Housewives: Hypnotoad
Things come to a head as the Fairview cops find Irina’s dead body and are all, “Hey, this last victim was pretty! Let’s investigate!” The cops arrive at the Scavo’s to interrogate Preston, so Eddie’s like, “Oh, maybe I should just leave because you guys need to mourn the death of a much-hated ancillary character that I totally didn’t strangle, like at all.” So Lynette lets him leave, which is good. But then she goes back to Eddie’s house to tell him that his mom was found in the woods, which is bad. Like, really, really bad.
Patrick forces Angie to make a bomb for him (yeah, she already made one, and it was called “Joey.” Hey-oh!), and then he ties Danny to a chair and tells him how much he’s looking forward to being his dad. Aw, family bonding. Or rather, family bondage. Anyway, Gabby keeps butting in to ask Angie for help with a lasagna, and Angie makes a desperate attempt to get Gabby’s help.
Bree tries to pay Sam off with a hefty trust fund. But Sam doesn’t accept it, and then threatens her. So Bree hires some ex-private dick friends to threaten Sam with physical violence — which is ALWAYS the answer, by the way — but then Sam threatens Bree with some blackmail that he apparently learned from a drunk Danielle.
And finally, Susan goes over Mike’s bills (in a thrilling looking-at-pieces-of-paper scene), and the news ain’t good. Also, Mike’s been doing some plumbing for free since times are hard for everyone. So she decides to go all Sallie Mae on Mike’s client’s asses and become a one woman collection agency. Her threats work until she uses them on the IRS, who aren’t really happy with a.) non-payment, and b.) threats from suburban soccer moms. In the end, Susan and Mike decide to make a HUGE sacrifice. Seriously. I was like, “WHAT?!” My initial thought was, “Sell your kid!” But then again, I’m a compassionate person. No, it’s something else, but I’m not gonna tell you. You’re going to have to wait for the recap. That’s how I roll.