Recap: Supernatural “Yellow Fever”

NOW: Shadow of a man running in the night. The slow pan upward reveals our frightened victim to be none other than Dean Winchester. He’s huffing and puffing, and streaking as if his life depends on it. He turns his head, and nothing is there but the sounds of hellhounds on his tail. 

He looks back, runs faster, the music of tension rises as he turns the corner, and he runs into a pile of garbage. He warns the vagabond nearby, “Run, he’ll kill you!”  The man looks down and the camera follows his gaze downward to: A Yorkie? With an aborable pink bow? Dean’s eyes widen in terror and he runs again, screaming off camera while the little critter scatters across the wide shot in pursuit. 

Birds of the apocalypse aren’t freaking me out right now, for I’m too busy protecting my sides from busting open. What a setup! They got me, ha ha ha. Good joke guys. That’s better than the homicidal bunny in Monty Python and The Holy Grail.

43 hours earlier and there’s that black beauty. I love how many Impala glory shots we’ve been getting lately. They’re doing the FBI thing again this week, and its agents Tyler and Perry! One of the best concerts I ever saw was Aerosmith, and that’s when they were supporting that very bad album, “Pump”. I don’t like Sam in an ugly red striped tie. Dean’s blue striped one though is very nice. As they look over the dead victim of the week, they discover there’s no autopsy, so Dean demands one. Be careful what you wish for!

Cue the squeamish Winchesters and shouldn’t they be used to this by now? Come on Sam, you cut off a guy’s head in a slow decapitation with razor wire once. You both have seen mangled corpses a variety of ways, and you can’t take a little autopsy? As for me, I’m squeamish from the first cut of the chest. I usually can handle all the icky scenes on CSI, but a deep slice into a fresh piece of flesh gets me every time.

Bravo to the sound guys for the perfect squishing effects as the doc cuts the ribs and yanks out the heart. Sam looks like he’s going to barf any second now. Man up! They notice the scratches on the arm, and now Dean is about to lose it as he holds the perfectly healthy heart. Sam laughs so you know it’s coming, he gets sprayed with spleen juice. Dean’s turn to laugh. You think they’ll be able to share this story someday with the grandchildren? 

They see the sheriff, and in keeping with the pending “fear” theme he’s a germaphobe. Nice. We get dead guy Frank’s back story. They were “Gamecocks” (softball team Dean, get your mind out of the gutter). They’re majestic animals? They’re bred for cockfighting and “exhibition” purposes (since cockfighting is illegal). I go to the Ohio State Fair every year, and roosters in poopy cages don’t look that majestic to me. 

The sheriff said he was a good man. ”Big heart,” Dean replies. Ha, I told you he’d never forget that. The sheriff wants to know why the Feds are involved, but they brush him off. “Just a heart attack.” Dean says. Next frame, “No way that was a heart attack.” Dean’s lying skills are still intact, for now. The premise is laid out; three victims, same red scratches, all went from jittery, to terrified to dead within 48 hours. Time to visit the neighbor, but not before Dean avoids a harmless group of teenagers hanging out by the Impala. Sam stares at him in what becomes the start of a long string of perplexed and flabbergasted gazes. Jared pulled out the facial acting manual on this one, and what he does works great every time.   

They meet with the neighbor, who picks up that Tyler and Perry are just like Aerosmith. For those keeping score, that’s only happened one other time, in “Scarecrow” when the man picked up on Dean’s John Bonham alias. Sam has a quick dismissal “Yeah small world.” He’s actually right. My husband recently had to work with a pair of men named “Tom and Jerry.” I laughed every time I heard about it. 

There are reptiles everywhere and a massive python around the neighbor’s neck. Dean looks like a mom dragged reluctantly into the reptile building at the Columbus Zoo by a six year old child. The neighbor recounts the dead guy was freaking out over witches. Sam wants specifics. “The Wizard of Oz was on the other night, and he said that green bitch is totally out to get him.”You asked! Everything scared him. Al Qaeda, ferrets, artificial sweetener, pez dispensers with those dead little eyes?   Frank was a bully in high school, but got better. Plus he was a mess after what happened to his wife 20 years ago. This is all revealed while Dean is turning white over a lizard in a cage.

Dean freaks out over the python now, and we hear the best pet snake names ever. ”Don’t be scared of Donny, he’s a sweetheart. It’s Marie you’ve got to look out for. She smells fear.” Dean now huffs in controlled fright as a HUGE yellow python comes up behind him and slithers down his leg. His eyes roll like he’s going to pass out. Too bad the camera didn’t cut to Sam’s expression, for that had to be good.  (Edited – Actually, I heard a story that Jared was so freaked out by the snakes he had to go off camera when they were shooting that.  So, that’s why there’s no expression.)

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