Robin’s Rambles – “Clap Your Hands If You Believe”
“Clap Your Hands If You Believe”
Robin’s Rambles by Robin Vogel
A young couple, making out in the middle of an Elwood, Indiana, cornfield (presented to us X-FILES style), are interrupted when Patrick says he sees “something out there” in the corn. “You’re freaking me out,” she protests, but he insists on having a look, and slips into the corn. Calling his name over and over, she chases him into the corn, but by the time she gets to him, a bright light has flashed and he has disappeared. “Patrick!” she calls, over and over, standing in the middle of a huge crop circle. As the camera backs away, we see she is in what looks like four small connecting moons surrounding a much larger planet of crop circles.
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Wayne Whittaker Jr. tells us he believes Elwood, Indiana has become a center of extraterrestrial activity. Patrick’s girlfriend tells us there was a light, and he just vanished. A hippie chick tells us it’s all happening, these entities have come to help push humanity to the next stage. Wayne tells us he has recorded lights, contacts, all kinds of stuff that prove this stuff true. A local cop complains that since this damn circus has blown into town, no one seems to realize they have four unsolved missing person cases, “My friends’ lost loved ones.” Patrick’s girlfriend insists something took him. Wayne says they are in the middle of a “UFO flap,” and he’s as happy as a pig in shoes about it. The sheriff insists this has nothing to do with UFO’s, little green men or anything extra-terrestrial at all. Marion, a plump lady with blond hair, tells Sam and Dean, “Of COURSE it’s not UFO’s–it’s FAIRIES!” Dean thanks her for her input, but the de-souled Sam says, “What, flying saucers not insane enough for ya?” When she questions what newspaper he’s from, Sam adds, “If you want to add glitter to that glue you’re sniffing, that’s fine, but don’t dump your whackadoo all over us, we’d rather not step in it.” Dean tries to urge Sam away, but Sam adds, “The only thing you’re missin’ is a coupla dozen cats, sister.” “It’s a blood sugar thing, my apologies,” says Dean, hustling Sam away. “You have to ask?–you do have to ask,” realizes Dean. Sam thinks this is a big joke, they aren’t taking this UFO crap seriously, are they? “ET is made of rubber,” says Dean, “but there are four legitimate vanishings in this town, something’s going on, it’s not the lady’s fault she took a brown acid. EMPATHY, man, EMPATHY! The old Sam would have given her some wussified, dew-eyed crap.” “The old Sam had a soul–was a soul, whatever,” Sam reminds him. “Right, right,” says Dean, “you don’t care– you HAVE to care, about being human, at least!” “You obviously care,” says Sam, “and that’s great, but I can’t care about. . .about, you know? What am I gonna do, fake it?” “Yes,” says Dean, “fake it till you make it.” “What happened to you wanting me to be all honest?” Sam asks. “You wanna be a real boy, Pinocchio,” says Dean, “you gotta act the part.” “I was faking it,” Sam says, “ever since we got back on the road together, I was picking every word, it’s exhausting!” “Until we get you back on the soul train,” says Dean, “I’ll be your conscience, OK?” “So you’re saying you’ll be my Jiminy Crickett,” says Sam. “Yeah, you freakin’ puppet,” agrees Dean. They climb into the Impala, Sam with a huge sigh.
Brennan’s Watchworks – Sam and Dean, posing as reporters from the Mirror, go to Patrick’s father. “Patrick’s gone,” he says angrily, “the first to be taken.” “Taken?” repeats Sam. “Get out,” the man orders the brothers. “What do you believe took your son?” asks Dean. “You people can’t help me,” says Brennan, “my boy is never coming back.” “You sound awful sure,” accuses Sam, “like you know something you’re not talking about.” “OK, all right,” says Dean, reminding Sam to be kind. Brennan reminds them of the 72 hour rule–a person’s odds of being found drop to nothing–“It’s been weeks.” Dean leaves him a card. “Call us if anything comes to mind,” he says. Sam starts to say more, but Dean urges him to go. “Is that all right?” Brennan asks the air after they’re gone. The watch hanging up being repaired twirls a positive response.
Outside, Dean tells Sam he thinks Brennan is hiding something. Sam should watch the watchmaker; Dean will check the crop circles. “But do not engage with, maim or in any way kill Brennan,” Dean says; Sam is to make no judgment calls. If any of those need making, call Dean. “You know, Jiminy, I was on my own for a whole year,” Sam says, “I did fine without you.” “I don’t want to know your definition of fine,” says Dean. Sam sighs again.
Leaving the Impala shining her headlights, Dean enters the crop circle where Patrick disappeared. His phone rings–Sam, who reports that if there’s anything Brennan is into, it’s alcoholism. Sam wants to talk to Brennan, reminding Dean, “YOU’RE the one who said he’s hiding something.” Dean, hearing and seeing something, withdraws his gun and shushes Sam: “Hang on a second.” A bright, saucer-shaped light appears above him. “Holy–” says Dean, and begins running. “UFO! UFO!!” yells Dean into his phone. “Dude, stop yelling, you’re breaking up,” complains Sam, “I didn’t catch that last part.” “CLOSE ENCOUNTER! CLOSE ENCOUNTER!” shouts Dean, running through the corn. “Close encounter?” asks Sam, downing his beer–“first? Second?” “THEY’RE AFTER ME!” cries Dean. “Better run, man, I think the fourth kind is a butt thing,” warns Sam. (LMAO!) “Empathy, Sam, EMPATHY!” Dean reminds him as Sam orders another beer. “They still after you?” asks Sam.
The UFO has picked Dean up, but he has both gun and knife ready.
“Dean?” calls Sam into the phone. He calmly takes his beer and gives his waitress’ butt the once-over as if he has all the time in the world.
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Sam locates Dean’s dropped phone in the middle of where he disappeared and heads over to a bunch of trailers where a group of people are having a bizarre convention dedicated to UFO’s, etc. We hear the “chasing” music from CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE THIRD KIND.
Sam runs across Wayne. “So, they’re real,” Sam says to him. “Like I said, the truth is out there,” says Wayne. “You’re the expert,” says Sam, “how do I get ’em? You hunt ET’s, I need to know how to get them.” “You and me both,” says Wayne,” handing Sam some printed info. Glancing through what Wayne gave him, Sam isn’t impressed. “My brother was abducted.” “Your brother was abducted?” asks Sparrow, a pretty gal who joins them, “oh, my God!” “It’s fine, I’ve had time to adjust,” Sam assures her. She asks if it happened when they were kids. “No, half an hour ago,” he says. Sparrow is stunned by how casual Sam is. “So you’ve been hunting UFO’s for three decades and you have zero data and no workable leads,” complains Sam, exasperated, “have you considered the possibility that you suck at hunting UFO’s?” Angry, Sam stalks away, Sparrow behind him, offering to help, if she can. She and Sam smile at each other.
Dean abruptly returns to the cornfield, still firing his gun, lashing out with his knife. He turns around, scared, ready to keep firing if necessary.
Dean enters their hotel room to find Sam in bed and Sparrow on top of him. Both are naked, so this is a close encounter of the sex kind. “Dean!” exclaims Sam, holding her close. “What the hell!” says Dean. “Oh, that’s Dean,” says the girl, “Sam, they brought your brother back.” Dean stares at them, astounded that his brother is doing THIS at a time like THIS.
Gathering up her clothes, Sparrow assures Sam she understands and knows he and Dean need time together as a family. Sam is getting dressed, too. “But it’s just. . .what was it like?” the girl eagerly asks Dean, who stares at her as if his eyes are going to pop from his head. “They were grabby, incandescent douchebags. Goodnight,” answers Dean. “See ya, Sam,” says Sparrow, smiling, leaving. Dean closes the door, leaning against it in despair. “You’re upset,” says Sam. “I was abducted,” says Dean, “and you were bangin’ Patchouli.” (LMAO!!!) “I didn’t think she smelled that bad,” says Sam. “I WAS ABDUCTED BY ALIENS!” bellows Dean. “I was looking into it,” says Sam. “Looking into it, I was gone for like an hour!” says Dean. “An hour?” repeats Sam. “And most of that was walkin’ back to town!” says Dean. “I think your watch is off, you’ve been gone all night,” says Sam, checking his. Sam shows him his watch: 4:07 AM. “UFO time slip,” says Sam, “that falls in line with a lot of abduction stories!” “Falls in line,” mimics Dean, starting to sit on the bed Sam shared with “Patchouli chick,” looking at it, then changing his mind and sitting on the other. “Nothing’s falling in line!” insists Dean. Sam gives him a glass of booze. Dean downs it and thanks him. Sam pours him another and asks, “Talk to me–what happened?” “Well, God help me, Sam, there was this bright white light.” Sam grabs his knee, an attempt at comfort. “It’s OK,” Sam assures him, “safe room.” At the fury on Dean’s face, he lets go of his knee. “And suddenly,” continues Dean, “I was in a different place, and there were these beings, and they were too bright to look at, but I could feel them pulling me towards this. . .table.” “Probing table!” prompts Sam excitedly. “Don’t say that out loud!” begs Dean. “Right–so what’d you do?” asks Sam. “I went crazy,” says Dean, “I started hacking and slashing, firing–they actually seemed surprised.” He grins. “I don’t think anyone’s actually done that before. I had a close encounter, Sam–and I won.” He gulps down more of his drink. “You should take a shower,” advises Sam. Dean agrees. He goes into the bathroom.
Over breakfast, Dean observes, “So on top of the demons and angels, ghosts and skin-walkers, it turns out. . .so if aliens are actually real, what next? Hobbits? Seriously.” Sam smiles at their waitress. “You just gave her a silent ‘How ya doin” says Dean. “Our reality’s collapsing around us and you’re tryin’ to pick up our waitress?” “Yeah,” says Sam, “OK, look, brings up a question, so, say you got a soul, you’re on a case, and your brother gets abducted by aliens.” “You do everything you can to get him back!” orders Dean. “You do,” says Sam, “but what about when there are no more leads for the night–are you just supposed to sit there in the dark and suffer? Even when there’s nothing that can be done at that moment?” “YES,” insists Dean, “you sit in the dark and you feel the loss.” “Yes,” agrees Sam, “but couldn’t I do all that AND have sex with the hippie chick?–it’d be in the dark.” (I was laughing so hard, I was nearly choking!) “NO!” says Dean–“you’d be suffering, and you can’t just turn that off for the night!” Their waitress comes over with the check, a thanks and a come-hither look for Sam, who grins at her. Dean frowns at him. “Why not?” asks Sam. “Because if you had a soul, your soul wouldn’t let you,” insists Dean. “So are you saying, having a soul equals suffering,” says Sam. “Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying,” agrees Dean, picking up the check. “The million times you almost called Lisa,” says Sam, “so you’re saying suffering is a GOOD thing.” “I’m saying it’s the only game in town,” says Dean. “OK,” says Sam, “so, how do we deal with the little green men?” “Research,” says Dean, “we have about a century of UFO lore to catch up on. There’s no time for–” He stops, seeing a man with a red ski cap staring malevolently through the window at him. Only Dean is able to see him, not Sam.
Later, Dean works on the laptop in the motel room while Sam stays until closing at the library, both researching UFO’s. Hearing “A Space Oddity” playing, accompanied by lights flashing in the room, Dean says, “Oh, no, not again!” Bright light appears outside, and he’s attacked by a tiny, Tinkerbell-like creature he identifies as Nibbles. It keeps flying at him until he traps and burns it alive in the microwave oven, ending the attack and music at the same time. “Ha ha!” yells Dean, sounding only a bit insane.
The microwave signals that the fairy is done–extra crispy.
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Dean shows Sam what looks to him like an oven filled with blood and gore; to Sam it looks completely clean. “Let’s go with you see it and I don’t,” says Sam, “what the hell was it?” “It was a little naked lady, OK?” says Dean–“a glowing, hot naked lady, Nibbles, and, she hit me.” “I’m not supposed to laugh, right,” says Sam. At the annoyance on Dean’s face, Sam realizes that’s a yes. “Shot in the dark here,” says Sam, “but did this little lady have wings?” “What the hell made you say that?” asks Dean. “She did, didn’t she?” asks Sam–“one of the fringier theories I came across–what crazy crystal lady was yammering about–what if these abductions have nothing to do with UFO’s? Say these encounters have been going on for centuries–extra-terrestrials with ultra-terrestrials? People nowadays say space aliens, but they used to call them”–and he turns his laptop to face Dean, showing a screen depicting what Dean calls Smurfs and Sam calls fairies. “Come on,” protests Dean. “There’s a straight line between ET’s and fairies,” says Sam, “glowing lights, abductions, it’s all the same UFO stuff, just under a different skin.” “You seriously think the secret with the UFO’s is–” says Dean, holding out his hand in disbelief. “Hey,” says Sam, “you were the one who Pizza Rolled Tinkerbell, I’m just doin’ the math–but this is good–this is a lead.” “A lead WHERE?” asks Dean, shaking his head.
“Fairies! Sprites and spriggins, bogarts and brownies,” says Marion, the plump blond lady from earlier in the episode, serving the brothers tea in teeny weeny cups in her trailer. She sits across from them. Dean angrily points out a model of the fairy he encountered. She explains that garden gnomes and goblins are fairies; they come in many shapes and sizes, magic, mischievous beings from the realm next door. Sam asks if it’s another dimension. Another reality, yes, she says, only people who have been there and returned can see the fairies here. “Why are the fairies abducting people?” asks Dean. “There is much theory and little fact,” she says, “we know they only take first-born sons, just like Rumpelstiltskin did; personally, I think they’re taken to Avalon to service Oberon, King of the Fairies.” “Dean, do you service Oberon, King of the Fairies?” asks Sam. Giving his brother a filthy look, Dean asks Marion, “Let’s say fairies are real–what can we do about them? How can we FORCEFULLY interact with them?” To win a fairy’s favor, leave a bowl of fresh cream. MORE forcefully? All fairy hate iron. Dark fairy burn when touched with silver. Spill sugar or salt in front of them; no matter how powerful, the fairy must stoop to count each grain. “Well all righty,” says Dean, “that’s. . .wow, a lot to absorb.” Marion smiles. Dean thanks her. She urges them to finish their tea. Dean tells her, “I love the feel.” (Of her abode, I guess he means.) Sam opines, “It’s like Sedona AZ crapped in here.” “Pewterific,” pronounces Dean. “Do you have bigger cups?” asks Sam.
Thank you for your review, who ever wrote it, Robin?, Alice? I don`t know. I had a hard time understanding all of the conservation, specially the brothers. The J`s are so much tuned in in their talk and since Sam is making word caprioles I am lost without the script of their words, specially their scenes with each other, what makes me 100 times more alert because I want to read their state mind WITH each other. I need to know more.
And I even stopped sentences by sentences to try. My daughter was sitting with me and even with her we couldn`t not fully understand (my english knowledge is not good enough) So I am waiting for your rambles, specially the review of their words, they spoke. There is so much in the words and its important. Specially with Sam nowadays, because we as viewers don`t get a look in his essence (it isn`t there, its only a thinking, physical shell)
…and to nr 6)
Yeah I think Sam equals getting his soul back = not a good thing. He is all logical now no feelings, and Dean is trying but caught in his own pain. SO he can`t deliver the message having a soul is a good thing. Right now Dean has to think about every word what comes into his mind, what he wants to say to Sam, “Samoccio” is feeling no pain, no loss, he thinks of himself he`s feeling well. I don`t know what it needs to make Sam wanting his soul back. Sam wouldn`t even mourn Dean when something would happen to him, so I have no idea for Sam what can drive him to the wants to get his very essence back. Sam can`t get hurt by any words, by any punches and he is not scared of anything. I don`t know how Sam would want to change his mind getting back all the pain and suffering HE HAS ENDURED.
Hello all, I’ve been a long time lurker on this terrific site but thought I’d brave a posting today! I loved this episode, it’s the first one (other than Weekend at B) that I watched again immediately. Laughed so much! Oh, by the way, I think the spell was in Irish – hard to be sure because of the pronunciation but definitely heard the word “Agus” meaning “and” a few times. This season isn’t available over here yet so it’s great to have this site so I can see what other fans are thinking 🙂
Hi Robin
5800 words…you’re amazing Robin. I don’t know where you find the time.
I’m very worried about Sam and Dean’s relationship. I really hate this soulless Sam storyline. However with Dean being Jiminy (parent/teacher) and Sam being Pinocchio (child/student) it made it a little easier to take, even made it more enjoyable.
The issue of Sam having sex, while Dean was missing, did bring out Sam’s lack of concern, but without any emotion I actually understood his reasons. Sam may not feel things on a emotional level but he still feels things on a physical one. So I would imagine he still gets physical urges that he would need to relieve. Plus with the man never being able to sleep, what better way to free up some spare time than with some physical exercise.
I’m not sure about Sam’s Sedona AZ comment, but Dean’s ‘pewterific’ made it sound that maybe Sedona produces pewter or sells a lot of it there.
Not much of a believer in Fairies, however I do like the images of them. As for believing in another existence other than our own, I do. I’m not a fanatic about it, but I do believe.
I loved the X-Files and enjoyed the homage to it, same with Close Encounter. However the micro-waving of the fairy reminded me of Gremlins.
I thought Castiel was going to be in this, but on the second watch I noticed they didn’t have starring Misha Collins, they just showed his name.
I think if Dean wants Sam to get his soul back then he needs to tone down the negativity of having one. However I really do sympathise with Dean with dealing with constant questions and having to explain everything to Sam. He’s going to start getting impatient and just tell Sam to accept things instead of trying to make them appealing.
Q1: I’m going to go with the Stones when they said ‘You can’t always get what you want but if try sometime, you’ll find, you get what you need.’ I needed this episode. (Ooooh, I was in a bad place last week, a bad, bad, place…)
I can’t clap (broken shoulder) and I couldn’t laugh (5.30am viewing and didn’t want to wake the house) but I could smile, a lot. So I did. A lot!
Q2. Honestly, I don’t think so. Despite the constant getting women’s numbers and (very) occasional random hook-ups, I don’t think Dean jumped on everything in sight. His daddy (my John) raised him with more respect for women than that. The few times we’ve seen him with a woman, it’s been more about emotional connection, whereas the few times we’ve seen Sam, it’s been more about raw passion and release.
I think Dean prefers the chase more than the catch. It’s cute, and contrary to what we’d expect from him given his outward behaviour. Many layers does our Dean have.
Oh, and show, even when Sam has his soul back, can you still let him get laid? Please and thanks.
Q3. I can’t (so I won’t!) Sorry, I’ve no clue. Seemed like there were a lot of ‘in’ jokes in this episode.
Q4. Like I said, I’m a Mulder. I’d rather believe and be proved wrong than not believe.
Where I live, there are two fairy rings nearby. They’re basically patches of land (inside in these huge fields) where the ground is more raised and shaded and this is where the fairies live (well, before they all emigrated because of the recession!) It’s meant to be wicked bad luck to disturb them so people don’t. The farmers cordon off that small patch of land and plant around it, they won’t plough over it because they won’t ‘risk’ it. It’s amazing to see these huge, bare fields after they’ve been cut and there’s one large clump of tall, dark grass just popping out of the middle of it. (There’s also a set of ‘wishing stones’ there which is kinda cool.)
I won’t even walk over them; I’d always go around. Might be crap but better safe than sorry, eh?
Q5. I don’t watch a lot of TV. I tend to pick one show and stick to it. X-Files first, then Lost (before it got all Dallas dream sequencey) and now SPN. I loved the X-Files reference because I got them but I am occasionally confused about other popular culture references. I’d to look up ‘Dexter’…
Q6. I don’t think Dean is in the best place to try to coax Sam into getting his soul back, to be honest. Would you want a manic depressive trying to talk you down off a ledge? Dean is barely holding things together himself; he can’t take the responsibility of Sam’s soul on top of that.
In relation to Sam changing his mind; I don’t quite understand why Sam said last week that he wanted his soul back. Logically, why would he want it? Is he basing it on memories or on what he actually wants or on what he thinks Dean wants? Does he want his soul back because he believes Castiel over Crowley and thinks his soul is still in the Pit and that Lucifer might use it?
I’m assuming Sam has spent a good bit of time thinking about it and could he come up with justification for wanting his soul back? What’s it brought him so far? Pain, misery, loss, suffering and betrayal. Having no soul has made him into what Dean and John always wanted him to be, the consummate hunter. Bobby thinks it, Sam thinks it, Samuel thinks it. Why would he want to lose that and exchange it for suffering? Honestly, if I were Sam and I had the whole loss of soul thing going on, I’d be boxing that fecking thing up and sending it off to the middle of nowhere, no return address.
In relation to the end scene, Sam’s lying. Dean knows Sam’s lying. Sam knows that Dean knows he’s lying. So in a very warped sense, they have an honest relationship (ok, it’s a stretch, but still….)
I was just thinking, it has to be confusing as hell for Sam right now. He comes back from the Pit, basically clueless, and has to create a mask to let him function in society. He’s dishonest with Dean because he feels that’s what Dean wants, Dean tells him to be honest, which he is, then Sam realises that Dean probably liked him better when he was dishonest and then Dean encourages him to be dishonest. I mean, wtf??? These two need to have Jasminka on speed-dial.
It seem’s as if running into cornfields is the modern day equivalent of running up the stairs. Honest to God, if I ever find myself in the middle of a cornfield there’s going to be a big Tim shaped hole right throughtout the corn where I leg it out of them (I’m also not too big on probing…)
I’m still laughing at the nipples comment. Ongoing commentary in Dean’s head: ‘Oh crap, they’re back, there’ll be probing, and I don’t have my gun and there’ll be probing. Holy crap if the fourth encounter if probing, WHAT’S THE FIFTH ENCOUNTER??? Oh Jesus, there’s going to be worse than probing! Need gun to prevent fate worse than probing…. whoa, are those nipples?’ Dean, you make me laugh!
I need to rewatch, again. Thanks, Robin.
I loved the episode and I loved the review. This was LOL funny. Sam’s lack of soul wasn’t grating for me. Also, if Dean ever stops hunting he should never even consider going into sales.
At first I thought the “pig in shoes” remark was due to censorship and I couldn’t figure out why they didn’t go with mud, even though that wouldn’t be close enough to the normal version. Later I realized it was a hint as to what Wayne was. After all elves and shoemakers go together in fairy tales.
I did think that the fairy that Dean microwaved was Nipples. They were very clear that she was naked, so that made sense.
I find it interesting that in Weekend at Bobby’s the CRD that Bobby captured called Crowley “Lucky the Leprechaun”. At the time it was taken as her being ignorant of the fact that Crowley was supposed to be Scottish, but Leprechauns are from Ireland. Now I’m wondering is Crowley is not your average demon. He became very powerful, very quickly for a man who didn’t wish for power, fame or wealth, but only for 3 inches. I’m probably wrong, but I find that 2 mentions of Leprechauns and the knowledge that they can possibly get into Hell by other means interesting.
Finally, I wonder about Dean being “marked” and Wayne saying “he belongs to us now”. My impression of belonging to the Faye is that getting out of that situation is harder than just having them disappear for a while.
Great review, Robin!
Maybe I can clear up at least one thing that seems to be puzzling everyone: Sedona is known as a center for new-age-type tourism. It was the site of a “Harmonic Convergence” gathering, and supposedly has a number of power vortices in the red rocks around the area. I have no idea about “pewterific,” unless pewter has some power like crystals (I have seen a lot of pewter figurines in tourist shops.)
I think Dean was exclaiming that the little bright light had nipples, not calling a name (he was, it appeared, astonished at the finding.)
And it took me a while to figure out that (maybe) the red-capped figure following Dean was a garden gnome! (Considering how anvilicious the show tends to be, they can also sometimes be *too* subtle…)
And, while the episode didn’t make me clap my hands, it did make me giggle throughout, and laugh out loud all the way through the commercial break after the microwave “incident,” so I call that a win!
That’s “nipples,” Robin. Dean was noticing that “Tinkerbell” had nipples. (Probably the first thing I’d notice as well.)
I got pretty well all the references except the red cap guy so I googled it and here’s what I found…
“A Red Cap or Redcap, also known as a powrie or dunter, is a type of malevolent murderous dwarf, goblin, elf or fairy found in Border Folklore.”
Those Supernatural writers really do their research, don’t they? 😉
I want to thank everyone for their input. I honestly wasn’t able to tell whether Dean was saying “nipples” or “nibbles”, and just tossed a coin and laded on nibbles. (Imagine how funny it would have sounded if I’d written “I landed on nipples?) When Dean told Sam she had nipples, that should have clued me in. (Robin knocks side of her head with side of her hand for not catching the obvious.)
There was SO MUCH in this ep! Brother stuff, fairy stuff, honors to CLOSE ENCOUNTERS and X-FILES, soul stuff, sex stuff, angst, humor–I really had a tough time keeping up with it all!
Yes, SPN writers do their research, which forces ME to do some, and I HATED research in high school and college, damn it!
Love,
Robin
Long-time reader, first-time poster:
Percysowner brings up an interesting point – in some stories Fairyland is equated with Purgatory albeit in the more traditional religious sense as Heaven’s waiting-room as opposed an all-purpose monster’s afterlife as it seems to be in Supernatural this season. In the Scottish Ballad “Thomas the Rhymer”, for example, the way to fairyland is said to lay betwixt the roads to Righteousness (Heaven) and Wickedness (Hell).
In another Scottish Ballad “Tam-Lin” the Faery Queen is said to pay a tithe of a single mortal soul to Hell every seven years. This is significant because, as I mentioned earlier, according to traditional Christianity only those with mortal sins unrepented go to Hell while Heaven is reserved for Saints and martyrs with all others being consigned to wait in purgatory until Judgment Day…
I don’t know if we’ll be seeing Wayne or his kind again, but it does make you think doesn’t it?
First time poster! I enjoyed this episode so much, Dean was really hilarious! It’s great to have a bit of comic relief in between serious episodes
I think the spell was in Irish, definitely heard ‘agus’ and ‘seo’ at the end of the spell. Then again, I might be wrong, pronunciation might be a bit off too (like ‘Samhain’ in the halloween episode).
I really liked the fact there was no ‘Irish’ accent for the Leprauchan because it’s always done awfully (like ‘top of the morning’ awful) so well done to SN on that!
Agree with Yume about RoboSam’s initial sincerity about wanting his soul back; being a “robo”, Sam is responding to his programing (memory) that he should go back being the original Sam, and he’s imprinted on Dean so he’s doing what Dean wants, which is getting his brother back. However, given that Dean is doing a very piss-poor job of selling the soul idea (suffering and “wussified dew-eye crap”) RoboSam’s logic is gradually taking over the original programing and it’s little wonder that two episodes later the new!Sam has become a separate individual to the original Sam.
Sedona, Arizona has become something of a new-Age tourist spot so I think that’s where Sam’s insult came from.