The way the bad guy was taken out made me sad, to be honest. He actually had a tragic story, even though he was a killer. And I didn’t like that it was his dead brother who ended up killing him…though, I suppose that angle makes sense since it was what the kids feared that came out to kill. And he was obviously afraid of his brother after having watched him drown. So I accept it, but it still made me feel bad. *shivers*
But none of that mattered because back in the garage where Sam is fighting the clowns, the two clowns are charging at him from either side and the minute Ticket Guy dies, they clash into him and shatter into a spray of glitter confetti – some of which Sam has to spit out. *chuckles*
Later, after presumably cleaning up the sigils, etc., down in the boiler room, Dean is leaning against the car waiting. Sam drives up in the Jeep and climbs out – mouth bloody, covered in glitter – and is all, “Let’s roll!”
Dean can barely suppress a grin.
Sam thrusts his hands into the air and says, “Go ahead. Say it.”
Dean starts laughing – a genuine, real, made me smile just to hear it laugh – and says, “You look like you got attacked by some PCP crazed strippers.” He’s laughing around the words and I had to wonder how many takes they had to do for him to get the words out coherently. I’m grinning now just think about it. Love hearing him laugh.
Sam chuckles and tells him that one of the clowns actually sprayed him with seltzer water from his flower. Dean laughs harder. He has to grab his side, then takes a breath saying he’s sorry.
Dean (sobering up): I’m sorry for psychologically scaring you.
Sam: Which time?
Dean: Shut up. Seriously. Me ditching you when we were kids…that was a dick move. The whole clown thing….
I’m glad he got a chance to say he was sorry about doing something he did as a kid that he regrets now as an adult. Not all of us get or take that opportunity. It’s rare and I’m glad he got it – and took it. *smiles*
Sam: Honestly, getting my ass kicked by clowns was therapeutic.
Dean: You faced your fears.
Sam: Right. And now, what could a clown possibly ever do to me? I feel good!
Sam: By the way, to celebrate….
He goes back to the Jeep and grabs a giant slinky out of the back. HA!
Dean: No! Did you win this!
His eyes sparkle like a 5 year old. Love it when he looks happy like that.
Sam: We earned that.
Dean: HA! I got you a little something, too.
He tosses him a Plucky doll. Sam catches it, gasps, turns it away from him, holding it by the neck.
Dean: What? You said you were over it. You can think of it as a clown phobia sobriety chip.
*laughs* Big brothers…they’re incorrigible. Sam pouts, and they get in the mustard yellow car, leaving the Jeep behind. As they drive away, the camera pans down to see the Plucky doll lying in the street, a maniacal clown laugh echoing as the screen goes dark.
The previews look awesome and back to being seriously about…stuff. That’s all I’ll say. Which I’m looking forward to because the last two – even with the sex scene and the brotherly moments – have felt like stepping stones as we move more toward a serious outcome. We have ten episodes left (since we get an extra one this season) and I’m so looking forward to how all of this plays out.
Especially now that we really have our brothers together. They may be broken and more often than not, barely breathing, but they are together. The main thing I worry about right now is…how do you hold your brother up if you barely have the strength to stand on your own? It goes for both of them.
Thanks again for reading and I look forward to your thoughts. See you next time.