We head to a conference room were Bob, Jim (?) and the AD are sitting around a spider conference phone, talking to Sera. She’s like, “I’m trying to understand, Bob….”
Bob: It appears that Jensen and Jared were seen beating an extra to death.
Jim: It wasn’t all the way to death. Only partly.
AD: He could still run.
Bob: I think the real issue here is that the boys seem to be on some kind of extended psychedelic acid trip.
Sera wants to come and talk to them, but the men are all, not a good idea, they don’t even know who you are, you’re new…. Bob wants Kripke to come up and Sera is like, “I’m supposed to be running this show! Besides, Eric is in some cabin writing his next Pilot.”
Bob: He sold Octocobra? My God. They’ll buy anything.
The boys are somewhere on the set talking about Virgil breaking through to this universe and how he’s stuck here with them. Dean still wants to kick his ass. Elsewhere, Misha is leaving for the day (wearing a rather unfortunate choice for a sweater) and climbs into his car all happy-faced and grinning. He pauses after buckling up, then digs out his cell.
Misha (tweeting): Ever get that feeling that someone’s in the back seat? Frowny-face.
And then, Virgil the Angel Hit Man pops up from the back seat and presses a knife against Misha’s throat causing him to totally squeal like a girl. Virgil tells him to drive. Uh-oh.
Boys head to fake Bobby’s and director Bob is there waiting for them and wants to know if this act of theirs is about getting more money. Dean scoffs that they pay “these two jokers” enough money as it is. Bob is like, “I’d like to think that we’ve worked together long enough you don’t think of me as Director Bob or Executive Producer Bob Singer, but more like Uncle Bob.”
Dean: What kind of a douchebag names a character after himself?
Sam: Oh, that’s not right.
Bob: You can’t come to work on poppers and smuggle kidneys in from Mexico and make up your own lines. Think about your careers!
Sam, meanwhile, is realizing that the key is no longer in his pocket. Whoops.
Sam: Screw our careers, Bob.
Sam takes off and Dean steps forward, staring Bob down.
Dean: You heard my brother. That’s right. I said brother. We’re not actors. We’re hunters. We’re the Winchesters. Always have been, always will be. Where we’re from, no one knows us, but we matter to that world. Even saved it once or twice. And here…maybe there are some fans that give a crap about this nonsense. But tell me this, Bob Singer—if that is your real name—what does it all mean?
I tell you what, I wanted to cheer when he was done. *mini cheer* It was good to hear Dean say that he matters to the world. I mean, sure, he said it in the context of ‘we’ meaning him and Sam, but he was part of that equation and he realized that he mattered. Even if it was only to shove what he perceived as a crapload of crap down some guys throat, he said he mattered. *loved that*
Bob, however, missed the point completely: Okay! This is good! I mean, we’ve all had our psychotic breaks, right? We can work with this!
Sam hurries back and grabs Dean, saying that Virgil has the key.
Dean (to Bob): We quit.
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