Seems like only yesterday, and now it's over.
Did anyone other than the Flugels and I watch this show?
If you can watch Scene 23 (click twice on the green right arrow) and not be immediately hooked, then I don't know what. Jesse, t|he junior member of the meth-cooking duo, is at one of those self-indulgent self-help meetings; he's confessing - via metaphor - to murdering a human being and the woman on his right gets all up his ass b/c she thinks he's actually talking about having killed a dog. He then gets on such a roll that, despite being as fucked up as he is, he still has enough self-awareness to realize that the rest of them are bunch of spineless, mush-headed losers who are, in the parlance of the show itself, his bitches.
The only thing he doesn't shout out is, "I made choices." That would be too obvious for a well-written show such as this one. And we, the audience, are meant to identify with Jesse, the moral centre of the show and, most often, the recipient of all the blowback that ensues from those choices.