At that moment, Sam jumps in all, “Something’s up.” A convoy of black SUVs pulls up and Bobby looks through the binoculars.
Bobby: I’ll be a squirrel in a skirt. It’s Dick Friggin Roman.
Dean: Who the hell is Dick Roman?
Me: Thanks, Dean.
And we’re watching a convergence of news coverage on Sam’s laptop (I think) inside Bobby’s van, the headline beneath the smooth, suave, all-too-put-together, American Psycho-esque image of Dick Roman says, “The Rise of Dick.”
Does it make me too much of a 14 year-old-boy if I laughed at that? If so, just pretend I never said anything.
So, Roman is this a member of the NRA, self-made bazillionaire, says things like he believes in unlimited growth, and that if you want to win you have to be a shark and sharks have to eat, he believes in merging or coming out on top, I mean double entendres all over the place for us in the “Leviathan” know. He’s not running for office (yet) but he does have a best seller called “When in Rome.”
Watching this, Dean puts the puzzle pieces together about Crowley hating ‘Dick.’ He thought he was just being general, but…well, this makes more sense. Heh. Sam states that they can’t outgun them, so Bobby pulls out this…tiny satellite dish looking thing that spies use to hear conversations from far, far away.
Dean: Where’d you get that mother?
Bobby: On loan from Frank. Picks up vocal vibrations from ½ mile away.
Sam = impressed.
So, in the warehouse, Dr. Handsome is showing Dick through an observation window a successful case of his Turduckin experiment – an obese family (mom, son, dad) sitting on a couch, eating the sandwich while watching an eye surgery on TV (nnnnarrrgghhhh – eye things just…*shudders*). They’re so complacent they don’t even notice that Grandma, who is in an adjacent chair, is no longer among the living.
Dick: You know what I love, besides handball and a really crisp Chardonnay? Progress.
*eye roll* I can’t decide if I feel revulsion or disgust with this guy. I just want him gone.
To summarize the whole Leviathan thing, The Golden Rule for them is that there’s no such thing as monsters. Dr. Handome’s experimental failures running amuck in the woods, grabbing and eating people and leaving the leftovers to be found caused the locals to cry Jersey Devil and the facts made the papers. This is bad, you see, because Dick runs a tight ship and doesn’t want to draw attention to what they’re up to – he has that much in common with Crowley, it seems.
He decides to shut Dr. Handsome’s program down and “make an example” of him – another thing he has in common with Crowley. Bobby’s listening to all this on a rooftop perch, peering into Dick’s office which has a wall of windows on one side. Inside the office, he can see Dick, his assistant Susan, and Dr. Handsome.
Susan pulls something out of a briefcase and Dr. Handsome gulps, “You’re going to bib me?”
I had this sudden flash to Lethal Weapon 2 and the South African bad guy saying, “Just making sure I wasn’t standing on plastic.”
We see Dr. Handsome’s monster mouth open up, his hand rise, and then we switch to Bobby who says, “Now I have officially seen it all. He’s making the doctor eat himself.”
Bobby starts to repeat, but then the orderly guy shows up out of nowhere and biffs him. Oops. Not good. The boys head to Bobby’s perch and see Frank’s listening thingy on the ground, but no Bobby.
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