Elsewhere, as soon as Dan Wachsberger gets to the bank and Dorothy isn't making any small talk about banana bacon cookies, you know something is up. Too bad he doesn't notice. She leads him back to the deposit-box room with barely a word, and once he's there, the camera once again does that thing where the other person in the room is out of frame. This time, the suspense pays off -- as soon as Dan fills up the first tray, we cut to the doorway, where Gomez and two agents stand. Dan sees them and can only muster a shocked, "Hey." At this, Gomez's face defines "shit-eating grin" as he says "Hey" right back. Fuckin' cops! (Sorry, I'm backsliding.) [Note: How could you, Dorothy! He gave you cake pops! With faces!]

At home, Skyler sits at the dinner table and eats what appears to be a microwave dinner all alone. She put her little tray on a proper dinner plate, though, so there's that. Offscreen, we hear the telltale beep of the microwave, so that must be Walt. He sits down, pulls the plastic off his own tray, and starts eating (you gotta stir that that first, Walt!). He starts to talk about the new guy he's working with, and at that, Skyler slowly folds her napkin, takes her Big Carl-sized wine glass, and walks out of the room without saying a word. Her microwave tray remains on the table. No doubt Walt sees having to throw his wife's trash away to be an unforgivable insult.

Cut to Walt the next day in Hank's office, once again breaking down into tears over his crumbling marriage. Hank is still understanding, but now it's kind of awkward for him. Remember how last time he fled the room when the tears started? Looks like Walt's using that discomfort to his advantage yet again. He "casually" asks if Hank could maybe get him some coffee, and Hank leaps at the chance, which of course gives Walt the opportunity to remove the bugs he planted weeks ago. Hank returns, but he's pulled aside by Gomez, just outside his office door. Gomie has great news: Wachsberger folded under the pressure and has agreed to roll over on Mike -- I guess since he's not officially Mike's lawyer, no privilege applies? Anyway, when Hank says "He's willing to give us Ehrmantraut," Walt delivers what I'm going to call a Dry Spit-Take. It's that dramatic as he turns around and bugs his eyes out. Also, how INCREDIBLY CONVENIENT that Walt was in the one place in the universe he had to be to overhear this information. As Hank and Gomie high-five (dorks), Walt's eyes dart around. He needs a plan, fast.