Dean grabs the script and looks at it, growling, “This isn’t Cas! His name is Misha.” He looks at Misha. “Misha?!”
Misha: You guys wanna run lines or what?
Sam grabs the key back from Misha and the boys exit stage left, Dean muttering, “Misha? Jensen? What’s up with the names around here?”
Misha calls out to them: Guys! You really punked me! I’m totally gonna tweet this one! (typing) Hola! Mishamigos. J2 got me good.
Dean: I just want to dip my finger in my brain and scratch until we’re back in KS.
Ooo—scratch at your brain? Freudian slip, Dean? *considers*
Misha (still typing—after all, there are 140 characters): Really starting to feel like one of the guys.
*BWAH!* Misha’s ‘tweets’ cracked me up.
As they’re stalking away, they start to pass by a BIG trailer. Sam sees the name “J. Ackles” on the side.
Dean: Hey, that’s fake me. This must be fake mine!
They go inside. There is a big ol’ fish tank on one side and a remote-controlled helicopter sitting on a table. Playing on the far wall on a big flat-screen TV are dailies (and what looks like possible excerpts from a gag reel, based on the play-time Jared gives the camera) and a laptop sits open on another table. Sam sits down at the laptop ready to see who “Jensen Ackles” really is.
Dean: He’s not a hunter, but he plays one on TV.
Dean picks up a recent SPN mag and scoffs, “Look at these male model sonsabitches. Nice Blue Steel, Sam.”
Sam: Apparently that’s our job.
He sits back and tilts his head in a matter of fact manner, then says, “Okay, you’re from Texas. Says here you were on a soap opera.”
He shows Dean a clip of Jensen from Days of Our Lives…something about Eric Brady caring about the girl’s health…very dramatic and…soapy. Dean closes the laptop quickly with a look of horror.
Dean: I don’t like this universe, Sammy. We need to get out of this universe.
They figure they’re out of ‘soul phone’ range, so they’re on their own. But Dean watched Balty’s every move (that’s our boy) and not only that, Balty rattled off the ingredients of his…potion…thing, so he figures they just need to recreate the spell and bam. No place like home.
They head back to “Bobby’s house” and realize, belatedly, that there’s nothing there they can use—it’s all fake.
Meanwhile, the Director and AD are watching and remark that at least they’re talking to each other. Reminded me of an oft-quoted line (in my family, anyway) from the movie City Slickers: “We’re lost, but we’re making good time.”
I agree with Dean—they need to get out of this universe.
They decide that they need to get into the real world and head to the dirty Impala, realizing too late that the reason the car is running so badly is that it’s a prop. It’s one thing to be zapped into a world of make-believe TV shows…it’s quite another to have your LIFE turned into a TV show. How bassackwards the world had to seem to them!
So, they get a driver—Clif, naturally—to drive them into town. Clif asks “Jensen” if he wants to be dropped somewhere and Dean’s like, “I’ll just tag along with…”
Clif: Since when are you guys talking?
Sam: I, uh, think we’re gonna go back to my place and…
Dean: Work on our acting. For our characters. In the show.
“Clif” glances back at them in the rear-view mirror all oooookay. Dean peers out through the windows muttering, “Where are we, anyway?”
They pass the sign for Vancouver just then.
Dean: Dude. We’re not even in America.
He sounds so irritated it’s endearing. Though…perhaps not for our Canadian friends. *clears throat*
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