Walt goes for his checkup and lying on the table he already looks like a corpse. On the way out he catches sight of the paper towel dispenser he mutilated back when he first found out his cancer had gone into remission and he’d have to live with himself, knowing the things he had done. The image is a distorted reflection of his former life. Though we aren’t shown any doctors or results, we are given more than one reason to believe that Walt’s cancer has started to come back. We’re fairly certain it will be back in force by the time we see “Walt 52,” (about 9 months from now).
Out of the blue he makes amends with Jesse, leaving him the $5 million he’s owed (or maybe more). As many times as Walt has manipulated and abused Jesse, we still like seeing these two together. It’s an abusive relationship, sure, but when it works it works so well. The dark cloud on this whole reconciliation is that Jesse thinks Walt has come to kill him. And then he tells Skyler “I’m out.”
Now, how he’s managed to get out of his contracts with Lydia and Declan, we’re not sure. Is it really that easy to just walk away from a meth empire without anybody raising an eyebrow or a weapon? That’s why we’re not even sure that he is actually out. But Skyler believes him and (we may have fallen for this one too many times ourselves but) he does seem sincere. And if so, that definitely leads us to believe that his cancer is indeed back and now he’s preparing for the end by putting his affairs in order in an inverse of his origins of his entry into the meth business.
Over the final scene, the family gathers in the backyard while small talk fills the soundtrack but the tension is unbearable. We know our time is running out with Walt. As Hank heads into the bathroom, he reaches for some reading material and finds Walt’s copy of “Leaves Of Grass” with an inscription from Gael Boetticher. The initials spell out everything in Hank’s own personal Keyser Soze moment. Walt is Heisenberg. The look on Hank’s face says everything. And we can hardly speak but to utter “Oh, SHIT.” [A]