â€œIt allows me to hear things too. And my, the things that I have heard.â€ Iâ€™ll bet! Especially since these two do 90% of their talking in the car. Crowleyâ€™s smiling, Sam and Dean are not. He knows that they want to cram the Devil back into the box. â€œCunning scheme. I want in.â€ Dean doesnâ€™t want to go there, for heâ€™s still on the idea of finding Pestilence. Crowley doesnâ€™t know where Pestilence is exactly, but he does know the demon that does. Ah connections. Itâ€™s how you get far in life. Heâ€™s the horsemenâ€™s â€œstable boyâ€, handles all their itineraries. Heâ€™ll tell them where â€œsneezyâ€ is at. Dean wants to know how he gets him to spill. â€œNuts at his pay grade donâ€™t crack. We get him here and I sell him.â€ Sam doesnâ€™t buy â€œsell him.â€ â€œPlease,â€ Crowley says, â€œIâ€™ve sold sin to saints for centuries. Think I canâ€™t close one little demon?â€
Cue to a rather intense meeting at the teaser company, Niveus Pharmaceuticals. The jerk talking, urging these people to get vaccines out before they are ready, is none other than Whitney from season one Smallville. I hated Whitney. He was whiney, boring, and anyone who dated Lana Lang needed their head examined (yes, even Clark). In this episode though, heâ€™s awesome. Being evil does him some real good. Anyway, heâ€™s one of those pushy jerks that I usually dream of neutering in the workplace with a letter opener. Others are playing Devilâ€™s advocate, but he doesnâ€™t care. The nation is freaking out about swine flu. Thatâ€™s because the media, in conspiracy with Pharmaceutical companies, creates panic among citizens in the name of profit. Oh yeah, already covered in the teaser.
He demands supply and some underling, who I have pegged to be a red shirt now, tells him heâ€™s doing his best. â€œWell, do the best of SOMEBODY BETTER!â€ Next scene underling comes into jerkâ€™s office after being summoned, pleading to â€œMr. Bradyâ€ for forgiveness. Mr. Brady? Is this some sort of joke? Itâ€™s a darned sick one. Ah yes, The Edlund. Brady doesnâ€™t need an apology and in his slick used car salesman way tells this guy heâ€™s needed for a new position in communications. Oh no, I know what that means. â€œYou ready to enter the cut throat road of upper management?â€ â€œAwesome,â€ the guy says. You stupid idiot. Brady pulls out the blood chalice, which I donâ€™t think weâ€™ve seen since season two and slices this guyâ€™s throat good and fast. â€œWatch the shoes please,â€ he winces as he gets enough blood for the chalice and lets him drop to the floor. Since when have demons become such divas?
A handler with black eyes slides dead lackey out, streaking blood profusely along the carpet. I know demons are pretty talented, but even they canâ€™t get a stain like that out. Weâ€™re looking at total replacement here. Brady, now at his desk with his blood sacrifice, tells the demon to get the rest later. Brady is so cavalier about all this, you know, like a normal everyday corporate dick. I honestly believe half of these execs are possessed by demons. The only explanation. Brady goes to his chalice and does his whole chanting in Latin. Suddenly flies start coming out of the blood. Must be Pestilence. Bradyâ€™s eyes go black and he announces with pride that the trials are going well, the results rather grotesque. Oh good, no use unleashing a virus that isnâ€™t messy. Pestilence wants to know how soon. â€œDistribution of this scale, we do need some humans, we canâ€™t possess them all and donâ€™t even get me started on the teamsters.â€ Ha! Since I grew up in a union town, itâ€™s so dead on that a wide scale evil plot could be slowed down by unions. They slow down everything. Judging by Bradyâ€™s reaction and the increase in flies, Pestilence doesnâ€™t like that answer. He tells him heâ€™s doing his best. So what answer does he get? â€œYes sir. Do the best of someone better.â€ Ha! In your face!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Dean and Sam are packing a duffle bag. â€œWhy are we even listening to him Dean? This is totally insane.â€ â€œI donâ€™t disagree,â€ Dean says, but keeps packing. I was hoping for Dean reliving his quote, â€œWell crazy is the only game in town.â€ Crowley enters. â€œOne big happy family, are we then? Fantastic.â€ Cheeky bugger. Dean asks if Crowley is ready to go, not in the mood for his having fun at their expense. Yes, he is, but then says â€œSam, keep the home fires burning.â€ Dean is surprised to hear that and wants to know what heâ€™s talking about. â€œSamâ€™s not coming.â€ Okay, not that it takes a lot, but that gets Sam mad. â€œWhy the Hell not?â€ Crowley doesnâ€™t hold back his opinion. â€œBecause I donâ€™t like you, I donâ€™t trust you, and oh yes, you keep trying to kill me.â€ That is some pretty sound reasoning.
Sam says this isnâ€™t gonna happen. Crowley isnâ€™t asking him, for heâ€™s not invited. Heâ€™s asking Dean and wants to know what itâ€™s going to be. Dean just stares at him. Sam goes back to Crowley satisfied and Crowley tells them â€œGentlemen, enjoy your last few sunsets.â€ Dean struggles over what to and eventually gets out â€œWait.â€ Crowley waits. â€œIâ€™ll go,â€ Dean says and man does that rattle Sam. Crowley smiles in satisfaction. Dean walks by and one very hurt Sam can only stare in disbelief. Dean turns around, at least knowing he should leave an explanation. â€œWhat can I say, I believe the guy.â€ I would trust Deanâ€™s instincts with demons, considering heâ€™s been to Hell and all. Plus he knows he has nothing left to lose. Sam says nothing, hurt as can be, and then stands on the porch like an abandoned puppy watching them go. Aww, puppy needs a hug.
Luckily, we get to see right away how not well Sam is taking this. Heâ€™s sitting by the roaring fire, drinking a bottle of whiskey like it was water and talking on the cell phone. â€œAnd then, Dean just walks, right out the door with Crowley.â€ Whatâ€™s really interesting is Bobby is on the other end, and he too is sitting alone in the dark drinking whiskey. Interesting little parallel there. Itâ€™s one of those little pieces of storytelling thatâ€™s so subtle we usually miss it. They both are alone and in a pretty dark place, physically and emotionally. â€œLook Sam, I got no love for demons, and yeah, this whole thing is crazy but, I donâ€™t know, after a year of turning up ziltch many itâ€™s time to get crazy.â€ Gotta love Bobbyâ€™s voice of reason.
Sam accepts that to be possible and then decides this would be the perfect opportunity to bring up something thatâ€™s obviously been screaming in the back of his head. He asks Bobby if he remembers that time he was possessed. Um, how could he forget that Sam, considering he canâ€™t walk anymore because of it. â€œYeah, rings a bell,â€ Bobby says. Remember Sam, ask a stupid questionâ€¦ â€œWhen Meg told you to kill Dean you didnâ€™t, you took your body back.â€ Bobby points out it was long enough to do himself in. Sam wants to know how he did it. Oh, I see where heâ€™s going.
Bobby suddenly doesnâ€™t like this talk and gets worried on the other end. â€œWhy are you asking Sam?â€ Sam chugs more whiskey and gets to his point. â€œSay we can open the cage but then what, we just lead The Devil to the edge and get him to jump in?â€ Bobby isnâ€™t sure. â€œWhat if you guys lead The Devil to the edge and I jump in.â€ You know, Iâ€™m sure some of us in over-speculation mode have said this as a possibility, but to hear Sam say it, itâ€™s frightening. Bobby is scared, thatâ€™s for sure. Sam makes the pitch itâ€™s just one action, one leap. â€œAre you idgits trying to kill me?â€ Bobby yells. â€œWe just got done talking your brother off a ledge and now youâ€™re lining up to say yes?â€ Sam claims he wonâ€™t do it unless they all agree. Yeah, right! When push comes, youâ€™ll shove, or Lucifer will right into your ginormo meat suit.
Sam wants to look at their options. Bobby says this isnâ€™t an option. â€œWhy not?â€ Sam asks. Ah, Bobby knows him a bit too well. â€œYou canâ€™t do it. What I did was a million to one. And that was some piss ant demon I was brain wrestling. Youâ€™re talking about taking back control of Satan himself.â€ Sam blatantly says he is. â€œKid, itâ€™s called possession for a reason, you of all people ought to know.â€ Yeah Sam, I didnâ€™t see you taking control of Meg at all, even when you were trying to kill Dean. Sam thinks heâ€™s strong enough. He is more powerful but wow, thatâ€™s a huge risk. Bobby pleads his case. â€œYou ainâ€™t. Heâ€™s going to find every chink in your armor Sam and use it against ya. Your fears, your grief, your anger. Letâ€™s face it, youâ€™re not exactly Mr. Anger Management. How are you going to control The Devil when you canâ€™t control yourself?â€ Sam, whoâ€™s really been chugging the whiskey by now, has no answer for that. Yeah, find that answer andâ€¦itâ€™s still a crazy plan. Yet somehow I see him doing it, big time.
Now, I think I'm in th same mindset at the characters. I REALLY didn't want Bobby to say yes to Crowley but considering the situation and the immenent end of the season.......I sucked it up and accepted that he was probably going to say yes and even though I didn't like the option any more than he did, I can see that while Bobby still had a choice, the unpleasent one was likely to bear fruit.
What does it mean that the most shocking moment was Sam accidently stabbing the Impala's seat? Am I becoming jaded? Actually, not likley. I can just see the progression of the story line. And, for me it doesn't dimish my enjoyment in the show (thankfully), especially since I revel in the quality of the acting as much as in the story.
Nice recap, as always, Alice.
Loved the screencaps of Dean and Sam when Dean agrees to go with Crowley. Crowley is a funny character, but tagging around with a demon has never been good for the boys.
Yes, I was suprised Sam was still awake after all that whiskey, maybe it takes two bottles to affect a moose!
There were definitely slow spots in it for me. I really would like to see more action. Miss that for sure!
That shot of the ghostly Impala in the alley was beautiful. Can't wait to see that image on the DVD without the CW logo marring the view.
Sam standing there in the alley, so silently imposing & ominous, gave me chills.
Hey, Grammy voters, arguably the finest metal album ever? Did I mention EVER? I know those awards are more worthless than a birdcage's used newsprint, but c'mon. Wankers.
The one danger in a show such as this (or the X-Files, to name an obvious example) when there's a heavy, consecutive dose of mytharc stuff, is that there will be slow spots for setting up the big payday, but since they were, as you pointed out, entertaining, I can certainly live with it.
Always easier to sell vast depths of offscreen stuff when it's a MOTW instead of The End Of The Freaking WorldÂ®.
The brothers' modus operandi is slowly changing, and watching their faces, it creeps me out - what might be going on in there? How can they stand it any longer? There were moments I just wanted to step into the tv and give them a hug.
I needed one myself.
The alley fight in the end kept me on edge long after it was over. Sam's slow advance on Brady, his trembling, yet decisive 'Start' was like a knife in my gut. 'INteresting theory' was another. Dean looking on was heartwrenching, with Sam walking to the car quietly, but there was that tension in his shoulders...
I made my bed when I began to love this show, but right now I feel like it's killing me. Ah, I wonder what being undead might feel like.#
Thanks for this amazing recap, dear. Love Jas