OFFICIAL DESCRIPTION: While on a hunt, Sam (Jared Padalecki) runs into someone from his past and a confrontation ensues. Meanwhile, Dean reluctantly teams up with a quirky, laid-back hunter named Garth (guest star DJ Qualls), when he finds himself in a situation that he just cannot explain. Tim Andrew directed the episode written by Andrew Dabb & Daniel Loflin.
So…that was interesting. Hopefully I’ll have a better assessment when I get to the end of this Ramble. Right now I’m just sitting with…interesting.
I will say one thing up front, though. Dean + blue sweater = hummina hummina. I have a feeling this is going to be a bit of a ‘surfacey’ review. I’m sorry, but I may not be able to help it! Which might be okay with you guys since I gave you quite a bit o’ Gaelic in last week’s Ramble. *ahem* *shifty eyes*
Okay, ya’ll know I’m anti-spoiler with the exception of the previews they show at the end of the episodes. This afternoon I was IMing a friend and said that the bride in the previews was going to be someone out of the blue…or Becky. *hand to God*
The THEN showed us that the boys fought, the boys made up, then reminded us of Chuck Shirley’s series of Supernatural books with Becky the Superfan and I exclaimed, “I KNEW it” in a tone that would have made Chandler Bing proud. In the NOW, the boys are in Las Vegas.
Dean is sitting at a table in a strip club, several beers in front of him and a blonde in a “post show” tight T-shirt and Daisy Duke shorts standing next to him, chatting. And Oh. Mah. Gah. he looked good in this scene. Adorable, flirty grin, followed by self-depreciating grimace and helpless frown. Stripper tells him that she’s in grad school, waiting for his disbelieving look and calling him on it.
Dean: This is my I dig smart chics look. If they wore that, I wouldn’t have dropped out of school.
Stripper wants to know his deal since he came in there looking like “someone had shot your puppy.” With a disarming chuckle, Dean tries to go with the, “Things are looking up now that your shift is over,” angle, but no dice. She ain’t buying it – basically wants to know what’s behind those sad green eyes of his. So, Dean gives in. Sorta.
Dean: Here’s the deal. I have a friend. Who has a younger brother. Awhile back, he has some canon’s go loose, real bad deal. Friend’s just been waiting to see if he’ll go guano again. Only he didn’t. Kid’s all reasonable now. Considering he’s crazy. Well, he’s not crazy…. But things are starting to seem like they might be getting a little…better?
Stripper is like, this is a good thing, right? And while it definitely is a good thing that Sam isn’t a blubbering mass of goo due to the wall coming down, and has shown considerable inner and personal strength keeping himself focused and together after killing two other parts of himself to pull himself together in the first place…it does make me think a couple of things. I mean, first, either there’s definitely still another shoe that’s going to drop hard, or the writers got a little too excited over the ramifications of the wall coming down last season. Second, it makes me feel bad for Dean on multiple levels – not the least of which being he never really managed to make quite the same recovery from his tour in Hell – but also because once you’ve taken care of someone to the extent he has Sam for so long, bouncing back and doing something else – anything else – is really hard.
It’s incredibly easy to allow your whole identity to get wrapped up into what you can do for that person, however well they’re doing. You measure your worth by their success or their health or just them getting through one more day. You build your whole life around what you need to do for them – or just so you can be there to keep an eye on them on the off chance they need something. And when that core of your focus is removed, while it’s yay them, it…kinda sucks to be you. Because you’re left trying to redefine an entire person: you. And you haven’t had a lot of recent experience with that person.
Then again, that could just be me.
Aside – I really like the way Dean drinks his beer. Ugh, sorry! See? Surfacey. Can’t really help it. He was just looking really good in this episode. I’ll try to tone it down. *takes deep breath*
Dean: It’s a miracle! (grumbling and with a slight pout) Except on their sacred, annual trip to Vegas, he goes off on this granola munching hike in the desert all by himself.
Careful, Dean – she might stop believing you’re talking about your ‘friend.’
Stripper: Maybe he just needs some time alone. We all need to face ourselves sometime.
Dean (small smile): Maybe he does.
Stripper: Wasn’t talking about him.
Oops. Too late. She’s got you pegged, buddy. And didn’t she just say the scariest thing she possibly could? Dean face himself? He’s been doing everything in his power to avoid that particular confrontation for a little over three years now.