A bomb has gone off at a retirement home. It’s all over the news, and Walter White Jr. is excited. Uncle Hank’s a hero! He’s on television!
Skyler White gets a visit from Saul, and learns that a friend she’d hurt has survived the beating. As Saul sits in Skyler’s office delivering the news, he is wearing a small blue ribbon on his lapel.
He wouldn’t, of course. Walt is the guy who built that bomb. He’s the guy who poisoned a kid to convince his estranged colleague that the other guy was the bad one. While we’re counting, he’s also the guy who watched that colleague’s girlfriend die, the girlfriend whose father was an air traffic controller, the father whose grief allowed those two planes to slip into each other’s flight paths and collide.
Walter’s body count is rising. Why doesn’t anyone seem to care?
In the wake of the explosion at the retirement home, Walter Jr. is impressed, Sky is experiencing her new power to inspire fear, Jesse is so cool he’s almost serene, and Walt is smug. Beyond smug. Walt seems — at least to himself — invincible.
The only reminders we get of the recent casualties come from Saul and Mike. But Saul (who could teach a course in ambulance chasing) tends to use the ribbon as he always has. He’s out to attract business, not remember any real loss. Tragedy means opportunity.
Mike feels it, though. He alone wears the trappings and the suits of woe. Wounded, reluctant to do any of this criminal stuff again, Mike keeps telling Jesse to “skip town”. He knows that something is wrong.
We do too. Like Mike, we remember: and we fear what lies ahead.