The episode really did redeem Walt a ton in my eyes. Mostly I was just frustrated with how deluded he was. He continued to lack that badass antihero status by always trying to play the victim, victim to circumstance, victim to the needs of his family. That quick flashback to Walt's 50th birthday where Hank tells him to go on a ride along to get some excitement in his life, it's pretty important that that is what Walt reflects on the last time he is in his family's house. He doesn't have a special memory about some beautiful or horrifying moment. He recalls feeling like a pussy, like a nobody. He realizes that's all that he's ever really been motivated by, leaving a mark on the world.