Recap: Supernatural Episode 6.14 – Mannequin 3: The Reckoning

They talk about what they should do — they can’t just cut it out of her and leave her in a tub of ice with a phone taped to her hand. Dean brings up Dr. Robert, but Sam nixes that idea. They’re circling on hoodoo when Isabelle gets out is all, wth are you guys talking about….

In that moment, though, the Impala roars to life.

Dean: She possesses sex dolls! That isn’t a sex doll!

Well…from a certain point of view….

The Impala pulls a Christine and starts trying to run-down Dean. Sam gets Isabelle out of the way and safely on the other side of the car they arrived in. Dean is yelling back at the Impala as he runs, “You leave my baby alone! She’s got nothing to do with this!”

He keeps running until he backs himself up against a building with the Impala bearing down on him. Whispering, “Sorry, baby,” he dives out of the way just as the Impala drives through a brick and glass wall. Brick. Seriously. *pets car*

It works, though. The car stops. Sam runs over and helps Dean up. Both are out of breath and slightly shaken up, but okay. Sam looks at Isabelle to see if she’s okay and suddenly we see blood spurting out of her mouth. Looking down, we can see she’s been impaled by a huge shard of glass from the broken building.

Isabelle half-falls, Sam catching her. Both brothers bend over her, trying to figure out what to do, how to help, when Rose shows up, looks at her sister and says, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this.” Isabelle dies, Rose disappears, and the boys are left looking bereft.

Sam half sobs as he looks back down at Isabelle, then over at Dean. He’s totally shaken up. And no wonder. He thought he’d gotten it; and not only that, Isabelle had done nothing wrong. And Rose had done nothing wrong. And two innocent girls were dead because a group of boys were jerks and Sam and Dean hadn’t been able to move fast enough.

Just…a sad, sad ghost story. *hugs Sam* *sighs*

Back at Bobby’s lot, Dean is fixing the Impala. Sam meets him out there with a beer and asks how she’s doing.

Dean: She got carjacked by a poltergeist. It could be worse.

He kinda sighs and looks up at Sam with sadly empty eyes. “What did we do here, Sam? We saved some dicks and got an innocent girl killed. I’ve got a broken-hearted kid and a woman who is so pissed at me…. Facing your past is…awesome.”

Sam is watching him, looking regretful. He says doesn’t put this hunt in the white column either, even if they did stop a ghost. There’s this great shot of the two of them, angled up from the ground over the right quarter panel of the Impala, both are a bit in shadow with the bright sky behind them and both have a beer in hand. Dean’s in profile and Sam’s looking at him and it just…well, it felt like they were them again for the first time in awhile.

Dean (tiredly): All we do is make a mess.

Sam: That’s not true. We do save lives now and again.

Dean: I’m just…tired of all the bad luck.

Sam: Well, bad luck is in the job description. But it’s not all bad. Look at me — at least Satan’s left the building.

Dean (giving his brother a barely raised eyebrow): Yeah, it’s the little things.

Sam: And I have a soul because of you. I never thanked you for that, did I?

I think I may have said, “No, you haven’t.”

Dean tries to shrug it off, but Sam persists: “Thanks. I mean it.”

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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