Supernatural 7.09 – How to Win Friends and Influence Monsters

So, the boys head out into the woods to hunt up the whatever it is that’s eating people. I don’t really know a ton about guns, but I kinda wanted Bobby to carry his rifle pointed the other way – the barrel wavering in Dean’s general direction made me nervous – and Sam looked a little like a college kid on a nature hike. I have no idea if Dean was holding his rifle correctly or not, but he sure looked good. I liked the green jacket all buttoned up, the rifle on a strap on his shoulder. I believed he’d been hunting before.

Bobby finds some tufts of hair and tells them that it was most likely two bucks fighting it out, leading Sam to recall that before Bobby was a hunter, he was a hunter. Dean says he remembers that Bobby would take them hunting when John dumped them off on Bobby and that Bobby taught them a lot of what they knew about tracking. I liked this little peek into their past with him – one we knew they’d had for awhile now, especially considering Sam got the amulet Dean wore from ‘Uncle Bobby’ as a gift for John. And they looked like they were around 9 and 13 at the time.

And because I’m sensitive to what some in fandom could say about different elements of dialog potentially invoke, I’ll just say that these memories or the way they were brought up didn’t put any lesser light on John for me. We already knew the boys spent a good amount of time either alone or with someone John trusted to care for them – which, IMO, is a lot better than taking them with him on potentially dangerous hunts. I was a lot more judgmental of my parent’s choices with how they raised me before I became a parent myself. Now, while I still stick with a good deal of I’ll never do that with my child decisions, I can understand that they were doing the best they could with the understanding and knowledge they had at the time. For me, same holds true for John.

Bobby razzes them about not being able to shoot a deer. Dean teases that they couldn’t shoot Bambi, but Bobby returns that they don’t shoot Bambi, they shoot Bambi’s mother. *shakes head* Oh, men.

They head a bit further in, then stop, all three staring up in the tree at a mangled arm hanging down. Dean says he thinks they found Phil. They call Ranger Rick who climbs out of his truck all, got your message, no idea what you were talking about. It’s dark by this time, so they all three turn their flashlights (mounted on their rifles) up to the body hanging from the tree.

Ranger Rick: Huh. Think we found Phil. I should probably call this in.

Sam: Yeah. Solid move, Rick.

Okay, I know I was pretty ‘surfacey’ in the last Ramble, so I’ll keep this to a minimum, but either the lighting in this episode was awesome, or something was working extremely well for Dean. There were three moments where I literally couldn’t take my eyes off of him and would have loved to freeze the moment. The first was in the cabin when he was leaning forward, elbows on knees, talking about the world ending. The second was here, standing in the shifting light of the flashlights and headlights, watching Rick with an odd curiosity. The third, we haven’t gotten to yet, but it’s in the van with Bobby. I’ll tell you when. I’d take an avi from any one of them, thanks. *grins*

Rick goes to his truck and calls someone on his CB and as he does so, the boys and Bobby hear something stirring in the forest.

Bobby: I think we’ve got company.

Just then, Ranger Rick gets grabbed from behind and hauled into the forest. The boys and Bobby give chase, Sam crying out Ranger Rick’s name. They skid to a stop, hearing noise up in the trees. They aim their rifles upwards, the light from the flashlights dancing on the undersides of the leaves.

Bobby: Lights off.

Dean obeys immediately, but Sam hesitates, all is that a good idea?

Bobby: Shut up. Shut off. And listen.

What they hear? Is the…thing…eating Rick. Bllleeaaack.

Dean: Aw, man. I liked Rick.

Sam and Bobby give him a sidelong look and Dean shuts up. Then Bobby does this totally cool thing that makes me – and the boys – remember that he’s so much more than just a surrogate father and an Obi-Wan of hunter’s knowledge. He closes his eyes, listens, and fires. Someone cries out – either in pain or fear, I couldn’t tell. I also couldn’t tell who it was. But seconds later, a body falls out of the tree.

Both boys stare, open-mouthed, at the body, their guns trained on it.

Dean (a bit breathless): Wow. Nice shot, Bobby!

Sam (same exact tone): Seriously.

Bobby (utterly calm): We’ve all got our gifts.

Okay, so random sketches aside, the body looked nothing like a Jersey Devil. In fact, it looked more like a reject from The Walking Dead. The eyes were bugging out, the flesh was blue/black and rotten looking, mouth was bloody and clutched in its arm was…an arm. Ranger Rick’s arm, to be exact. They figure that Rick called in his “10/20” (I’m guessing situation and location?) and that his other peeps would find his body soon enough. They had work to do.

Gaelicspirit

Gaelicspirit is a storyteller. She is a recent addition to Whedonverse Network, but has been writing and posting recap/reviews of Supernatural on LiveJournal since 2007. She works as a freelance writer and consultant in the real world, and is ever-connected to the six-degrees of Joss Whedon.

Gaelicspirit

Gaelicspirit is a storyteller. She is a recent addition to Whedonverse Network, but has been writing and posting recap/reviews of Supernatural on LiveJournal since 2007. She works as a freelance writer and consultant in the real world, and is ever-connected to the six-degrees of Joss Whedon.

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