Cut to some time later. Paper clip: straightened. Cuffs: unlocked. Junk in his cell: stacked. Batman leap: accomplished. So now Jesse is going to reenact every moment of shame from my childhood, where I was unable to navigate monkey bars or do a chin-up due to zero upper-body strength. But I guess smoking weed on a near-constant basis and being a burned-out husk of a man for nearly a year (not to mention the recent weeks of bodily harm and semi-starvation) are really doing wonders for Jesse's conditioning, because he's able to move himself into position, reach an arm up above he grate (despite NO leverage) and unlock the hatch. Then, off-screen, he pulls himself up and out of the hole. Like, I love Jesse, and I love this show and in the interests of getting on with it, I will say fine, but: come on.
The shitty thing is, after all that work to climb out, Jesse makes a run for it, and… can't get past the fence before the surveillance cameras spot him and Uncle Jack's guys easily catch him. Boy, is that not this season in a nutshell, huh? Jesse doesn't even turn around. He just wails, "DO IT! JUST KILL ME NOW AND GET IT OVER WITH! BECAUSE THERE'S NO WAY I'M DOING ONE MORE COOK FOR YOU PSYCHO FUCKS!"
Next scene. Sketchy part of town. Todd walks up to the front door of one of the houses and knocks. It's Andrea, and here comes the dread. Todd introduces himself as a friend of Jesse's (run, Andrea) and tells her that Jesse is in fact out in the car (Run, Andrea!) and he needs to speak to her (RUN, ANDREA!!!). Andrea is too concerned with Jesse's well-being to know to be afraid, of course. She steps out onto the porch, past Todd, who is telling her to just look a bit farther down the street. Once her back is fully to Todd, he takes a quick peek inside to make sure no one else is around. This has been interpreted as wanting to shield Brock from seeing what comes next. Forgive me if I'm dubious. In the car, a bound and gagged Jesse is trying his best to scream and bash himself against the door, to no avail. "Just so you know," Todd says, "this isn't personal." And then he shoots Andrea in the back of the head, so Jesse can see. And Jesse, for the billionth but certainly the most severe time on the show, completely fucking falls apart. He screams and thrashes and wails, until Uncle Jack has to shut him up with the implicit warning: "There's still the kid."
After the break, Walt is once again trudging to the snowy gate. It's colder this time. His parka hood is up. I can't tell if this is the latest in his attempts to walk far enough to escape or if he's only here to greet the arriving Forster in his truck. The look of surprise on Walt's face tells me this was not an expected arrival. Inside, Walt greedily digs into the stack of Albuquerque newspapers Forster has brought him, as Forster updates him further on the outside world. Skyler and the kids are living in an apartment -- together for the moment -- while she works as a taxi dispatcher. No court date has been set. She's being represented by an inexperienced public defender. She's gone back to using her maiden name. Forster describes the old house as being fenced in, after it became a "tourist attraction" for local nogoodniks. Again, working our way up to that flash-forward.