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Sure enough, one sound effect later Sam can easily push his attacker off. He kicks Grossman across the room and shouts out to Dean he's got it as he gets up...to Dean's revolver pointing square at him. Wayne is pissed. Sam gives him a nervous smile but Wayne fires anyway. The gun jams! He tries again numerous times and then trips on broken pieces of coffee table, knocking himself out. Sam and Dean can only share a perplexed glance. Dean spots Grossman in the corner ready to fire with Sam's gun but the bookshelf over his head falls right on top of him, forcing the gun to go flying, right into Sam's hand! Wicked!
Dean stares at the gun stunned, Sam stares at the gun in his hand stunned. There's a shot of both Grossman and Wayne unconscious on the floor. "That was a lucky break," Dean observes. Sam is still staring at the gun in wonder. "Is that a rabbit's foot?" Dean asks Sam. Sam holds it up and looks at it, still dumbfounded. "I think it is." "Huh," Dean answers. I think its sinking in.
You'll have to pardon me, for this is the point where I'm pounding my fist on the couch in a fit of laughter and rewinding to watch this part over again a few times. I highly recommend this! These guys are so good at comedy.
The Impala is now parked outside of Biggersons. Sam is in the passenger seat looking gloomy while Dean comes back from the mini-mart looking like they won the lottery. Literally. He has a bag full of scratch tickets. Sam can't find anything about the rabbit's foot in John's journal and then really whines about the lottery tickets. Dean's logic is pretty good. "Hey, that was my gun he was aiming at your head. My gun don't jam. So that was a lucky break. Not to mention them taking themselves out, also a lucky break." Sam broods, not feeling so lucky, but scratches the first ticket anyway. "Dean, its got to be cursed somehow otherwise Dad wouldn't have locked it up." That point is totally lost on Dean though because the ticket is a $1200 winner. Dean revels in joy while Sam broods more. Dean hands him another ticket.
Back now to unlucky Wayne and Grossman. Well, only Wayne since Grossman is still unconscious. Wayne gets up, tries to wake Grossman and kicks an empty beer bottle away. It rolls into the kitchen. Since the camera specifically focuses on it rolling to the kitchen, this is important. The ominous music also adds to the a sledgehammer effect to the setup. But the final whack of that setup comes when Wayne goes to the kitchen sink and puts the contents into the dish drainer, including a nice sharp BBQ fork prong up. I know, the setup is blatant, but it least it gives me fair warning to turn away. Wayne washes his face, steps forward onto the beer bottle, falls backward and, er, we'll just say that's one direct hit from the back of the head right through the mouth. No recovering from that one! Leave it up to Ben Edlund to make this a dark comedy. Grossman wakes up just in time to hear and see the gurgling and the strategically placed bloody fork.
Next Dean is giggling like a schoolgirl over winning lottery tickets while Sam is apologizing on the phone to Bobby, claiming they didn't know. Bobby still gives Sam the what for for touching the rabbit's foot and then also admits he knew about the storage lockup. He built those curse boxes. Geez Uncle Bobby, thanks for sharing those warm memories. "You have got a serious problem. That rabbit's foot ain't no dime store notion. It's real hoodoo, old world stuff, made by a Baton Rogue conjure-woman a hundred years ago." Of course the whole time Bobby is talking Sam finds a gold watch in the parking lot, inspiring Dean to mouth "awesome". His joy is infectious! Sam broods.
Sam thinks it's a hell of a luck charm, so Bobby sets it straight. "It's not a luck charm! It's a curse. She made it to kill people Sam. You touch it you own it. You own it sure you get a run of good luck to beat the Devil. But, you lose it, your luck turns. Turns so bad you're dead inside a week." So Sam has the easy answer. He won't lose it. "Everybody loses it!" Bobby shouts. Yeah Sam, remember Wayne? Sam wants to know how to break the curse. Bobby will have to get back to him on that one. So Sam, working on the side of caution, puts it in his jacket pocket? Wow, way to take the legend seriously Sam. He's so losing that. Dean doesn't care, because his tally of the lottery tickets has them up 15 grand. Pretty impressive! Sam broods.
They decide to eat at Biggersons because they're gluttons for punishment and Dean has already figured it out. Bobby will find a way to break the curse, until then they hit Vegas and pull a little "Rain Man." Sam can be rain man. Isn't he a bit big for that? Sam wants to lay low instead until they hear back from Bobby. Ah, but that rabbit's foot has other ideas, for good luck usually involves public spectacle. Like when a restaurant chain is waiting for that one millionth customer to come through the door. Balloons, confetti, and a giant sign, the whole works. Guess who the lucky winners are? They even snap the reaction photo, Dean grinning like a fool from ear to ear while Sam winces. How perfect! I wonder how many takes had to do to get that reaction shot so perfect.
Back to the RV. Oh yeah, I forgot about these guys. Kubrick gets off the phone, he's gone through his book. The word is out, so they wait. Creedy naturally wants to eat. Kubrick is cool with that and has a fine selection of canned goods in the RV. Creedy doesn't like that idea. He knows a good place. Good food, good service, homey atmosphere, garlic knots... He would have actually won me over with battered deep fried onion blossoms. What do you know, the menu is on the website. Hmm, where could this be going? Remember Dean your earlier mocking comment about parking in front of the security camera?
Sam on the laptop confirms that Bobby is right, the lore goes way back. Pure hoodoo. "You just can't cut one off any rabbit. It has to be in a cemetery under a full moon on Friday the 13th." I'm too caught up on how great it is that Biggersons has free wifi to let Sam find that out. Most places like that don't. Dean's bliss comes from the giant banana split he's devouring, the one that gives him the most adorable ice cream headache. Even Sam laughs. Bout time you cracked a freaking smile Sammy!
Oh, but there's something else that gets Sammy to smile! The hot waitress with the dark hair pouring coffee. He has such a thing for brunettes. Since he's "distracted," Sam doesn't notice anything is amiss when she spills the coffee and cleans it up. Dean doesn't notice either and oh you horndogs you! One of my favorite snapshots of the series is born, the two ogling brothers gazing at the hit chick as she leaves. Dean naturally has the perfect words. "Dude, if you were ever going to get lucky..." I don't think Sammy needs luck to score with women. He's got puppy dog eyes in his arsenal.
Of course the legend being what it is, the luck turns fast. Sam burns himself with the coffee, jumps up and takes out a waiter with a tray of food nearby. This is where the show takes Jared Padalecki's enormous size and turns it into pure physical comedy gold. Dean all of a sudden isn't so joyous anymore because he realizes that wasn't lucky. Sam checks the "secure" pocket and oh yeah, the foot is gone. That bitch! Dean says "son of a bitch" but he only has that half right.