The next morning, we see Hank has dressed himself up all nice in preparation for another sit-down with Internal Affairs. Marie gingerly asks what he's going to tell them. Answering her own question, Marie starts to spin her wheels, trying to give Hank the precise excuse that will get him off the hook. Jesse came at him. With a pipe. Hank had no choice. Muscle-memory kicked in. No choice. Hank at first just sits there and mumblingly repeats the more ludicrous elements of Marie's story. "No," he tells her. He's not going to lie. Marie doesn't see how it makes sense that some "lowlife degenerate" getting what was coming to him should mean a good cop like Hank gets ruined. But Hank says what he did wasn't right. "It's not what the job is. I'm supposed to be better than that." Marie says it was "one mistake," but Hank refutes that. "I've been unraveling for a while." And with that, Hank steadily unfurls the last several months of PTSD that followed him killing Tuco. "It changed me," he says quietly. And El Paso exacerbated it. "What I did to Pinkman ... that's not who I'm supposed to be." He thinks all of it -- Tuco, Tortuga, Jesse -- is the universe trying to tell him something. And now he's maybe ready to listen. "I'm just not the man I thought I was," Hank says, his face beginning to crack. "I think I'm done as a cop." Marie doesn't say anything. And then she lays her head on his shoulder. Seriously, how the fuck did they get so functional? And can they adopt Flynn before it's too late?

Walt's on the phone with Gus, and despite how toxic he'd acted towards Gale earlier, I have to say I was not expecting this. "This" being Walt telling Gus he cannot work with Gale and needs a new assistant. Of course, once the shock of that wore off, I was slightly less surprised to hear Walt's choice for Gale's replacement: Jesse. That's one thing you gotta love about Walt. He's got the gall to say just about anything. Even request that his drug trafficker of a boss hire the meth-head that you've spent the last two weeks denigrating, and who just yesterday got his name memorized by every cop in New Mexico. Yeah, Gus, THAT Jesse. We don't hear Gus's end of the conversation, but the fact that Walt initially thinks he's been hung up on says plenty. Walt pitches him on the idea of the "shorthand" (is that what he calls a constant stream of abuse?) that he and Jesse share, one he's never going to reach with Gale. Oh, I don't know, he seemed to get off to a good start in that regard today. Hearing more resistance, Walt actually presses: Gus said the lab was under Walt's control. And this is what he wants. And apparently Gus just relents. Just like that. Dude has about six different plans for Walt, I'm betting.