Recap: Supernatural Episode 6.13, Unforgiven

Sam starts to have flashbacks to a case he worked on with Samuel before he reconnected with Dean. Sam receives a mysterious text with coordinates to a small town, so the brothers decide to investigate. Dean is surprised when the townspeople start telling him some of the things Sam did while he lived there. David Barrett directed the episode written by Andrew Dabb & Daniel Loflin.
The Ramble
Baby did a bad, bad thing….Okay, I’m going to confess something to you first and get it out of the way or else my Catholic guilt may chew into me as I write. And I’m not even Catholic. Despite my endeavoring to enjoy the show for the sake of the show and keep my Pollyanna hat firmly in place, I reached a point about half of the way through this episode where I found myself becoming rather weary of the Sam’s Soul Storyline.

I don’t mean that in a gah, I’m so sick of Sam manner at all. Last week, I was so happy to see him. To see that Dean had his brother back. And I know that for the character it was necessary to carry through the ramifications of a year of soullessness and a return to the world with RoboSam-amnesia. I get it, writers, I do. But as I was watching, I just kinda felt like enough was enough already.

I know there are some who might say I felt that way because it is happening to Sam and not Dean. I don’t know. Possibly. I do really want Dean to have a critical storyline again. I want him to be pivotal. I want there to be something specifically for him in the story of the brothers and their journey.

But I kinda think I’d be weary of it no matter which character it was happening to because it’s not moving fast enough. We spent, what, four episodes wondering wtf was up with Sam, then another seven trying to wrap our minds around a soulless version of the guy we loved, and then he gets his soul back and now it’s the ramifications of it and…well, anyway, about mid-way through this episode I was just ready to see more of the rest of the storylines they’d laid down the breadcrumbs for.

Like the Civil War in Heaven. Or angels buying and selling human souls. Or Dean as the intrepid detective. And yes, part of me is simply yearning for Dean to play more of a role than He Who Fights For Sam. I love that part of his personality, but there’s so much more there that can be mined that I am looking for the writers to end this no-soul/re-soul torment and move on to focus the attention elsewhere for a bit.

That said, the last two minutes of the episode took that weariness and crumpled it up in a little paper ball of nothingness then set it on fire. Seriously. That just…I did that hot/cold thing you do when you come thisclose to rear-ending another car at a stoplight, you know what I mean? I’ll go there with further thoughts in a bit.

However, before I do that, let me just say that if The Powers That Be wanted us to be all omfgwth with the way the left Sam, they shouldn’t have shown us the previews for next week. ‘Cause…obviously, there’s some shellacking of the wall that apparently occurs. I’m just sayin’.

Okay, I feel better getting that out of the way. I needed to clear the air between us before carrying you down this ramblin’ road with me. So, if you haven’t crossed me off your friend’s list with the opening of this particular recap, let’s begin.

The THEN was a recap of Death’s warning about not scratching the wall, which in retrospect pretty much told us the end of the episode right there. We go to NOW and I saw Bristol, Rhode Island, but must have glanced away at the wrong moment because for the first several minutes I was totally confused by the fact that RoboSam was back. When they got to the title card and the words “Present Day” came on the screen, I had to skip back (yay for DVRs!) to see that it said “One Year Ago.”

I tell ya, people, not being spoiled does have some disadvantages. *grins*

Anyway, one year ago in Bristol, Sam and Gramps are in a building. Sam is shooting…something. His face is relatively impassive. Almost cold. Very much RoboSam. Gramps is looking upset, sickened, almost scared. They leave the building—which looks like it could have been a really big barn—and it’s raining.

Gramps: You okay?

Sam: Yeah.

Gramps: How’s the arm?

Sam: It’ll hold until we get out of town.

Gramps: Just don’t bleed out, all right?

Sam: That’s the plan.

Holy cow—all of the reasons I so very much did not like having to deal with RoboSam came flooding back in the tight, emotionless exchange of information. Gramps and Sam jump into the A-Team Van and drive off, only to be tailed by a cop. Gramps pulls over, they get out and the cop calls them Agents Rourke and Wyman. I wonder if that was in reference to the bass guitarists for The Rolling Stones. Rourke being the “newbie” who replaced Wyman. I could be way off, but I thought it was interesting.

The cop says he can’t get the Sheriff on the phone and wants to know if that’s blood on Sam’s coat. Gramps is all, let’s not get riled, but the cop is having none of it. He wants them to get in his car; they’re under arrest. RoboSam says in his best Horatio Cane voice, “You’re going to arrest two Federal Agents? HA! Have a good night.”

The cop simply puts his hand on the butt of his gun and RoboSam goes berserk. He totally beats the cop down, slamming his fist into him again and again until the man is a puddle on the pavement. RoboSam stands, out of breath and Gramps is like, “Think there are calmer ways we could’ve done all that?”

Sam: Do we care? Let’s go.

They drive away leaving the cop unconscious in the middle of the road.

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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