No more half measures, Mike. Remember that? This whole half season has been nothing but half measures for the old guy. He’s been slipping and sloppy. He let Lydia live. He knowingly got into business with a ticking time bomb; an irrational egomaniacal neophyte who has fully bought into his own bullshit. These are half measures, Mike. You’re better than this.

Oh, yeah…that’s the stuff. Here it is, here’s my show. We get great character moments from nearly everybody, some fantastically memorable scenes, some genuine “WTF” moments, and great cliffhanger ending.

Okay, starting at the end. Todd, who I had proudly pegged as a undercover cop two episodes ago is, fact, not that, unless he’s like, super method or something. So newbie Todd kills a little boy (would Walt have done it, if Todd wasn’t there? Probably not. Maybe not. We’ll never know, because Gilligan pulled that punch) and that was shocking, I guess, though unlike some others I hadn’t forgotten about the little boy in the teaser and the train whistle in the background so I was expecting something like this. 

And with that, even the Heisenberg hat has turned against us. Remember when we cheered when the hat came on? It was always a special occasion, it was Walt’s superpower and he only invoked it when it was actually needed. To avenge Jesse after he was beat up by Tuco. To meet with Mike and Gus out in the field, after the drug dealers were killed. We may not have always approved of the things Walt did, but goddammit, we loved that hat.