Counting down the nerve-racking scenes that go on for what feels like forever.
"Felina" has a feeling of Dickensian reckoning, with closure galore, but minus any real sense of hope.
"Why don't you just die already?"
You could almost divide the episode’s scenes into two columns: “Property of Walter” and “Property of Heisenberg.”
Are they trying to kill us with these cliffhangers?
As Breaking Bad draws to a close, it seems that Walt is reverting to half-measures.
The confession in "Confessions" wasn't the one some of us had hoped for.
"Am I under arrest? Am I under arrest? Am I under arrest?"
Hank. Walt. The garage. BE THERE.
It's Hank's show now.
A lot of stuff happened tonight because it needed to happen. The "how"s were not always persuasive.
After one of the loudest, most visually spectacular Breaking Bad episodes comes one of the quietest.
Eventually, Breaking Bad had to air a disappointing fifth season episode, and "Dead Freight" is it.
Thus far, the three most important moments in the four-plus-season run of Breaking Bad involve cancer.
If Breaking Bad isn't part of the curriculum in business schools, it should be.
Jonathan Banks's icy fixer dominates a perfect episode.
One word: magnets.
Walt wins. At what cost?
The season's penultimate episode.
Walt ends up deep in a hell or a grave of his own making.
Jesse didn’t kill Gus. Jesse didn’t even let Gus die (at least not yet).
Walt and Jesse's partnership comes to fisticuffs.
Don Draper and Gus Fring: secret-identity hermanos?
Gus's outlook is not good.
Is Walt officially a sociopath?
Meth is not the most dangerous drug on this show. Mojo is. And Walt’s an addict.
Walt still hasn’t adjusted to the reality that everyone else has moved onto a whole other game.
But no one's feeling all right.
The first three seasons have leaned heavily on Western motifs. Will the new season become more noir?
And we're off to a very bloody start.
Walt throws you-know-what to the wind, and Jesse gets dragged along behind.
Everybody sees their shadow.
Skyler gets in on the game, and Walt cooks (food, that is) with Gus.
One hour. One bug in the meth lab. Great episode.
Jesse makes more bad decisions, and Skyler finally gets in on the deceit.
Walt, Jesse, and Gus hurry up and wait.
With Hank and the cousins closing in, Walt and Jesse reteam to get rid of the camper.
Exploding the myth of "he did it for the family."
We’re so glad to see Jesse and Walt bickering again!
Hank calls Skyler's bluff on turning him in, and she finds a different way to get even.
Walt gets his disenfranchised white male anger on.
“I’m not a criminal — no offense to any of those that are.”
The second season ends on a positive note. Just kidding.
People aren't necessarily who you think they are.
The further Walt drifts from the drug-dealing life, the more unhappy he gets.
Walt and Jesse get stuck in the desert during a meth-making marathon, and come very close to death.
We get a little romance, as well as an exploding head atop a turtle.
Walt is morphing into a total jerk.
Walt's pissed! And better yet, cooking again.
This episode focused on the unraveling of both Walt and Jesse’s personal connections, and boy, was it a depressing hour.
If anything, it seems like he’s getting off on the danger.
It doesn't go well.
A two-night premiere.
Production hasn't been bad.
After a Florida mom started a petition.
It's getting more Breaking Bad–like by the day.
Like it was the last time, because it was.
In honor of Breaking Bad's final year at the Emmys.
In a promo for the Emmys.