The way I see it, Jesse does have ONE move left: unless Todd or one of the other crew is watching every single move he makes (which, granted, might be the case now), he knows enough about the lab equipment to cause something to go horribly wrong, either an explosion or something with a toxic gas, both of which would…

Jesse has some serious upper body strength. Who knew?

I'll bet lots of of white guys who find themselves in prison identify with Nazis, neo-Nazis, the Aryan Brotherhood et al for the sake of self-prservation, and don't put a lot of thought into ideology. Other than the swastika tattoos, we haven't seen evidence of Unca Jack & friends doing anything really nazi-ish.

I never thought about it before, but the whole show would fall completely apart if Hank simply asked, "So, just wondering, how much money do you have stashed away…?"

I also think she's gotten as deep as she has only because she's been able to avoid actually getting her hands dirty until now. If something icky had dropped into her lap before now, she'd have ejected.

I think he made the decision to kill himself because the lab tech informed him that one of the dippin' sauces he'd sampled was called "Franch"

I can't see Walt killing Jesse unless he absolutely has to. In spite of his utter inability to show it effectively, I think he genuinely loves the kid. Their relationship may not be an ideal father-and-son situation but there are lots of brothers who treat each other the way Walt and Jesse do.
Of course, if he feels he…

So, it's pretty apparent now that the machine gun in Walt's trunk is for Todd, his creepy uncle and assorted goons, right?

I'm fixated on four things we know from the last two cold opens:
1) Walt has a machine gun, a weapon for causing a lot of damage from a distance. We all know Walt is a stickler for doing things the right way and using the right tool for a job. If he has a machine gun, it means he needs a machine gun.
2) Walt has the…

Walt himself was ready to recant it after taking a shower.

Can't we just take self-satisfaction in the fact that so many of us are all frothed up over something that isn't the season finale of some awful show?

Under most circumstances, your petulant teen acting out by being a cold-blooded killer would be a problem.

NAMELESS BLACK GUY: "So…"
GOVERNOR: "Yes?"
NAMELESS BLACK GUY: "Never mind."
(MARTINEZ reaches over to turn up volume of CD player)
GOVERNOR: "Don't do that."

Sorry, but wherever they end up staying, there is no excuse to not outfit it with spikey (non-ammo-wasting) walker traps and zip line escapes ala Morgan.

Me too. Knowing how much everybody in Woodbury presumably hates/is terrified of Merle, and that The Governor hates him only slightly less than Michonne, there's no way he ever considered the possibility of strolling up to the front gate, dropping her off and leaving.

CAROL: "So Michonne, any thoughts on Rick almost serving you up on a platter to The Governor? That kinda came out of nowhere, huh?"
MICHONNE: "Did I tell you about the hitchhiker we came across the other day?"

Yes, I greatly enjoyed Merle Dixon's Rock n Roll Walker Parade. Even when it first started and I though he was just teasing them for yuks.

Milton said he knew Phillip before the apocolypse. I wonder what the nature of that relationship was. Next door neighbors? Co-workers? Opposing coaches in the same youth sports league?

Even if the keys weren't there, it would have taken mere seconds to disable it by flattening all four tires.

It's a good thing he writes everything down. Asking someone who is clearly alive and sitting next to you, "And you didn't bleed out?" is not a good indicator of one's ability to think on their feet.