We start episode 10, "Buried", shortly after Jesse has made it rain with blood money upon a disadvantaged neighborhood, and an older gentleman notices one of the cash bundles in his driveway. Like the best breadcrumb trail ever, he follows more money to a nearby playground, where Jesse has abandoned his car in the middle of a swing set with the blinker still on. The rest of his cash is sitting in the front seat in plain sight and Jesse is now lying glassy-eyed on a merry-go-round, using one foot to keep him spinning in one slow, creaky revolution. It's the most fitting visual analogy of Jesse's current situation: Life's a bitch, bitch.
At Hank's house, Walt emerges from the garage fresh off his confrontation with Hank and immediately calls Skyler. It turns out that Hank has beaten him to the punch and has already given her a buzz and by the time Walt races to the car wash, she's sitting with Hank at a diner. Hank doesn't let a stricken Skyler get a word in edgewise as he recounts all the clues that he's missed and tells her that he wants her and the kids to move into his house for safety. While it seems like he's initially concerned with Skyler's well-being, he quickly gets his DEA on by busting out a digital recorder and asks her to essentially rat out her husband. Damn, Hank. You could at least offer to buy her a Grand Slam, first.
Skyler hesitates, wondering why she needs to give a statement at that moment while people are sitting around them eating breakfast. Hank lets it slip that he needs to nab Walt quickly because his cancer is back and Skyler is the one who can fill in the gaps in his case. Skyler says she needs to get a lawyer while Hank says it's in her best interest to be as cooperative as possible. We start to see a certain ruthlessness in Hank as he's giving Skyler egregiously bad advice for his own gain. Like a seasoned Saul Goodman client, Skyler asks if she's under arrest and starts to get up, repeating the question until people start staring. Hank tries to calm her down and grabs her arm but she wriggles free and leaves.
Meanwhile, Walt has acted fast and arranged for Huell and Kuby to retrieve his money stash from the storage unit. They can't resist and lie down on the giant pallet of money like it's a TempurPedic, closing their eyes as they nestle in. Ah, nothing like the feel of silverfish, meth dust and the aura of death and betrayal on already bacteria-laden bills.
At Saul's office, Saul and Walt are trying unsuccessfully to get a hold of Jesse. Skyler calls Walt's cell but Saul warns him not to pick up as Hank may have set up phone taps. Saul euphemistically suggests that Walt have Hank offed, describing it as "sending him to Belize." Walt dismisses the suggestion as Hank is family. It's a rare moment of non-Heisenbergian compassion and morality, particularly considering his "tread lightly" threat directed toward Hank, like, an hour ago. Huell and Kuby drive up in a van with the money which they've stuffed into barrels. Walt leaves some cash with Saul and then takes off alone to the desert to find a good burial spot.
Marie shows up at Skyler's door with Hank keeping watch on the sidewalk. Skyler lets her in but says Hank has to stay outside. They sit in Skyler's bedroom and Marie asks her if Hank is telling the truth. As Marie starts drudging up the bizarre events of the past year or so Skyler just begins to cry. Marie takes the hint and then asks if Skyler knew about Walt before Hank was shot and left for dead. Skyler can only whimper and give her a look that says, "Remember when I reamed you for shoplifting a baby tiara? Man, I wish I had let that shit slide." Marie smacks Skyler across the face and then takes off, picking up Holly on her way out. Skyler demands that Marie, you know, not kidnap her child and Hank comes in and gets her to give the baby back.
Meanwhile, Walt is still in the desert digging and burying away. He memorizes the GPS coordinates of the stash and uses them as lottery ticket numbers to put on the fridge at home. Millions of viewers, criminal or otherwise, are whispering to themselves: "That is genius." Skyler hears him come in and asks him what happened. Walt walks into their bathroom silently and gets ready to shower. Skyler tries to assure him that she didn't tell Hank anything, but Walt passes out before he can respond. When he comes to, he says he'll turn himself in if she promises to keep the money and never give it up. He also admits that his careless screw-up was what led to Hank finding out. Skyler says that Hank doesn't actually have the evidence yet and says, "our best move is to stay quiet."
Did you hear that? She said "our." And there you have it. Skyler is indeed a ride-or-die chick, Ted Beneke be damned.
We switch to another lady who's taking care of business as we see Lydia show up for a meeting with Declan. She wants to take a look at his cooking operation to get an idea of why there's a $50 million shortfall in sales. They descend into a narrow underground lab which Lydia calls filthy and not up to Heisenberg's standards. Declan could care less as he's running the show now and pushes back when Lydia suggests he use Todd (a.k.a. Child-murderering Nephew of Neo-Nazi Prison Gangleaders Todd) as a cook since he's at least Heisenberg-trained.
There's a commotion up top so Declan and his men leave, enclosing Lydia in the lab. She sends a message on her phone and then crouches on the ground with her ears covered. When the barrage of gun shots ends, Todd opens the hatch and tells Lydia it's safe to come out. She doesn't want to see the bodies so Todd tells her to close her eyes and then guides her and her Louboutins around the corpses while Uncle Nazi and Co. start clearing the lab out and mock him for being a gentleman. Todd does seem surprisingly sweet despite his complete nonchalance about ending lives. Is he our 21st century Lenny from Of Mice and Men?
Back at Hank's, Marie urges her husband to tell his department about Walt. Hank says he's not revealing anything until he has a solid case in his hands, as his career is likely over anyway. If he's already marked as the man who was having backyard BBQs with his brother-in-law Heisenberg, Hank insists that he has to be the man who brings also brings him down. When he gets to work, Gomey welcomes him back and then tells him that his old pal Jesse Pinkman is being detained for his money stunt. Hank stops an interrogation session where two smarmy detectives have been grilling a catatonic Jesse, and asks his colleagues if he can help out by having a few minutes alone with him. They oblige and go for a break as Hank walks in and shuts the door.
We'll have to wait until next week to see if Jesse flips or otherwise finds a way out of his personal hell, but with Hank ready to catch Walt by any means necessary I fear that Jesse is about to manipulated yet again. Oh, Jesse. I wish I could send your torment to Belize.
Breaking Bad airs on AMC on Sundays at 9:00 pm.