It looks like Todd might be crushing on Lydia, and since he can’t yet cook her that sweet blue meth she’s been trying to successfully deliver to the Czech market since Walt ditched the biz, he tries to make it up to her by making her a cup of her tea to her specifications. Something tells me that nothing is ever quite up to Lydia’s specifications, but tea isn’t what she wants Todd to focus on. The whole bit where they discussed adding dye to the meth to achieve the correct hue like they do with salmon was hilarious. Todd’s music tastes are a little antiquated, but “She blinded me with Science” as his ringtone was inspired in my opinion, though I know others will argue it’s too on the nose because of his focus on Lydia.
The car wash is such a great location for tense scenes to develop. It’s such a banal backdrop. And the juxtaposition of the mundane rituals of a local business with the disintegration of Walt’s carefully constructed underworld just makes the tension escalate before the action even starts. The beginning of the con on Walt to get him to give away the location of the money – the one thing that can actually bring about his demise – occurs while Skyler and Walt, Jr. are shuttling customers through the car wash with their tired “Have an A1 day” motto to “reinforce their brand.” Saul shows up and the tension ratchets up. We know something is getting ready to go down. About that, when Walt notices the bullet proof vest, it’s obvious that he doesn’t even consider that Saul is wearing it to assure that Walt won’t harm him either. It’s clear that Walt is more Walt in this scene than Heisenberg. Heisenberg would have been clear-headed, and emotion wouldn’t have clouded his judgement allowing him to conclude that Jesse might not have been able to discover his burial ground. I think he wouldn’t have fallen for the con. But Walt has those feelings for Jesse that set the con in motion. And Jesse lit the fuse because he knows what buttons to push.
Those last few seconds of heart-pounding gunfire are when you find out what you are made of. My gut reaction was interesting because it was instinctive, and I was seriously concerned to find that I only cared about Jesse. Hank had just shared that touching phone call with Marie. I’ve always loved Gomie. Even Walt’s character finally achieved redemption when he called off the hit realizing that Hank was there, too. I think ultimately he wouldn’t have been able to see them take out Jesse either, but we’ll never know on that one. But as the gunfire went on and on and on, all I could think was, “Is Jesse ok? Please let Jesse make it out of this unscathed!” I think I know why Jesse remains my weakness. Sure, he’s got his flaws, and he’s by no means an innocent. But, Jesse has been pulled along on this nightmare at Walt’s insistence. Nothing done has been of his choosing. And as you listen to Walt plead with and berate him during that call as he is racing to his hiding place, you hear Walt say exactly that. Hank and Gomez know the dangers they face in their job. But Jesse hooked up with Mr. White, his impossibly nerdy and nonthreatening chem teach, to cook up some meth for a lark. How could he possibly have foreseen that things would go this godawful bad?