All the while, Walt is pacing in front of his bay window, the light from outside casting a severe shadow; it's an image lifted wholesale from Godfather II, but I guess steal from the best. The montage ends with Hank getting interrupted during a photo op with a school cheerleading team with the news; he and Gomez go running off in a tizzy. Within two minutes, Walt gets the call: "It's done."

After the break, Walt plays with baby Holly in the Purple Palace (I am COVETING that purple shag carpet) as the news broadcast talks about "what appears to be a carefully coordinated sequence of attacks" in prison. Marie greets Hank, who returns home QUITE pissed, as you might imagine. Walt tries to stay relatively quiet as Hank fixes them each a bourbon on the rocks, then limps off to his chair. Walt joins him, the architect of his bad mood. After sitting in silence for a moment, Hank begins a rambly story about having a summer job during college, marking trees in the woods for cutting down. He makes it sound dull and repetitive, if you can imagine that. Walt, who I think is being intentionally a dick, albeit reeeally subtly, because he resents having to feel like the bad guy here, says it "sounds nice, being in the woods all day." Hank's been thinking about that job a lot -- maybe he should've enjoyed it more. "Tagging trees is a lot better than chasing monsters," he says. "Monsters," of course, is a dig at Walt, though Hank doesn't know it. So with a barely perceptible smirk, Walt remarks, "I used to love going camping as a kid." He finishes his drink.

After a seamless cut to Walt sitting on another couch, in another home, this time suited up for a new cook, we get yet another meth montage. There has been way more montages per capita this season, yes? Anyway, this one is dedicated to Walt's new Czech venture. He cooks, Landry helps, Lydia sends his product out, Walt bundles up a lot of money. A LOT of money. All set to the customarily chirpy tune, this time the one-the-nose "Crystal Blue Persuasion" from the '60s. More money. More product. Skyler keeping the books while Walt dollies more cases of pop into her office at the car wash, which are, as you recall, the car wash's preferred method of smuggling cash. Walt walking around in broad daylight in his Heisenberg costume; making a payment to Saul; Saul looking not-untroubled by how much money is suddenly being thrown around. Bags of blue meth. Stacks of cash. Cases of soda. On and on, into infinity. Aerial shot across Albuquerque. Green-and-yellow striped tents popping up everywhere like McDonald's franchises.