So, filling in the imaginary blanks, Sam likely drained she demon, sent her back to Hell, and then did the same with he demon. Good thing we didn't see that. That would have been awkward. Using then his new demon blood smelling abilities, he found everyone at the Biggersons. Speaking of Biggersons, Dean pulls up outside of there. He sees the demons outside. Demon with briefcase walks in. Dean wants to go over the plan again with Cas, who's playing with the burger wrapper now. Needless to say, Cas is not good either. "Hey, Happy Meal!" Dean shouts. Two McDonald's references? Cas goes through the plan absent mindedly. He takes the knife, goes in, cut the ring hand off Famine and meets Dean back in the parking lot. "Well that sounds foolproof," Dean says, but Cas is gone before he can pick up on Dean's sarcasm. Yeah, that's so not going to work.  

Dean waits about five seconds and decides this is taking too long. He grabs the shotgun and goes in the back. All those demons guarding the place and they don't have the back covered? Yeah, I think I already established we aren't dealing with the sharp ones. Dean winces at fry cook, whose front half is not submerged in the fryer. At least they didn't totally gross us out by having Dean pull him out of the fryer and show his cooked skin. Then Dean looks through the kitchen serving window and sees Castiel on the ground doing something. He calls out to Cas, but he's too busy shoveling a whole tray of raw hamburger in his mouth. Wow, how did Misha do that? Yes, this is gross, but fry cook could have been worse.   A demon jumps Dean from behind so Dean takes him out, but another manages to slam Dean into freezer door. The lights go out. 



Two demons escort Dean, who has a healthy gash on his forehead and is a little woozy, into the dining area. Famine is intrigued to see "the other Mr. Winchester" but not that all impressed. He doesn't sound like a fan. Dean wants to know what Famine did to Castiel. "You sicked your dog on me, I just threw him a steak." Yeah, that's usually all it takes. "So this is your trick," Dean says. "Make people go cuckoo for coco puffs?" Wow, that's the only really bad line of the episode. There are so many other things that could have worked there. Plus Sera Gamble already used that in "Houses of The Holy." Famine says it doesn't take much. What really catches my attention is the huge practically antique cash register that at the end of the bar. What a behemoth! Even when I started in restaurants back in the 80's they weren't that big. It took some checking, but that's definitely a mid 1970s model in its actual manufactured color. Orange was big in the 70s. I assume some genius found that in a prop room and decided to use it here. Brilliant! Yeah, I know, I have that dorky electronics geek side that never shuts up.



Famine starts his monologuing, since that's what villains do. "Doesn't take much. Hardly a push. Oh America, all you can eat all of the time. Consume, consume, a swarm of locusts in stretch pants. And yet you're all still starving because hunger doesn't just come from the body it also comes from the soul." I hate it when those evil beings are right. Dean throws it in Famine's face it doesn't seem to come from his. Oh Dean, don't do that. You'll only get a rude awakening. Famine noticed that. He wonders how Dean could even walk in his presence. "I'd like to think it's my strength of character." Ha! Famine knows better. So this horseman, just like when War messed with Sam's head in "Good God Y'all" over his demon blood issues, figures out he'll get to Dean that way. He pulls the wheelchair forward and up to Dean. As the henchmen hold Dean there Famine touches Dean's stomach, causing Dean quite a bit of pain. Famine sees all that's inside.   

"That's one deep dark nothing you've got in there Dean." Dean listens, obviously bothered by what Famine saw. "Can't fill it, can you? Not with food, or drink, not even with sex." Dean goes for the "full of crap" line but Famine is not someone who will be fooled. "You can smirk, and joke, and lie to your brother, lie to yourself but not to me! I can see inside you Dean. I can see how broken you are. How defeated, you can't win and you know it but you just keep fighting, just keep going through the motions. You're not hungry Dean because inside you're already (goes for closeup of rotting teeth) dead!" He is? Really? Oh Dean! It can't be so. Dean has a look of devastation, accepting that Famine is right but there's no time to ponder that now.



"Let him go," a very familiar voice commands from the other side of the room.   Famine turns around and is elated over who's there. Dean's blank expression suddenly turns to deep shock. There's Sam with dried blood all over his face. "Sammy no," Dean pleads. Suddenly Dean isn't looking so dead inside. It's fascinating how watching Sam in the scene really shakes him to the core.




Demons charge Sam but Famine stops them. He's still in awe over what's in front of him. "No one lays a finger on this sweet little boy." He's a Sam fan! Who knew? He notices that Sam got the snack he sent him. You've got to admire Famine's taste in cuisine. Stupid demon really does taste better. Sam's surprised Famine sent them and made it out in one piece. "Don't worry," Famine tells him, "you're not like everyone else. You'll never die from drinking too much. You're the exception that proves the rule just the way Satan wanted you to be." Sam is a little upset by this, Dean is outright heartbroken. Famine holds out his hands in invitation. Sam is welcome to slit the throats of the demons in front of him. All the demon blood he wants! Now this is where an interesting debate arises. You see, it's my theory that Sam really doesn't crave a never ending supply of demon blood. No, the deep craving of his soul is for power. The demon blood is a catalyst, removing those inhibitions of his and allowing him to unleash that power to so frightens him otherwise. So, was he taking a stand against Famine here to prove strength of character or was he giving into that extreme lust for power? I guess we have a hiatus to figure that out. 





Dean again pleads no and Sam gets all mean and defiant. He considers Famine's request for about two seconds, raises his hand and closes his eyes. Black smoke starts flying everywhere, out of the five demons in the room, including the two holding Dean. Dean quietly slips away and stands off to the side, picking up the knife in the process. He's pretty spooked over what's happening. Back to Sam, who's eyes are now fluttering and he's so enjoying this. Enjoying it in a junkie getting a fix sort of way. Famine looks like he's in love, thoroughly savoring Sam's display of power. I guess Sam is living up to his hype now.