Recap: Supernatural, Episode 6.18 – Frontierland

ANYWAY, back in Sunrise, Dean has the Deputy in a jail cell and is sitting on the edge of a desk staring at a clock—a Regulator, FYI. My parents have three in their house and each pendulum swings at a different speed and it. Can. Drive. You. Crazy.

Dean: You haven’t been late in your damn life, Sam, and now you’re dragging ass?

The Deputy is whining in the cell. Dean wants to know why Finch is gunning for him anyway. Deputy is like, duh, we hung him. Dean’s not buying it, though, and says he thinks it’s personal. He gets up, setting a nail down on the desk, and crosses over to the cell to talk to the Deputy. The Deputy tries the whole, “Let me out and we’ll talk,” angle and Dean’s like what.ever.

Then, Finch walks in the door, demands the cell be opened. Dean tells him to do it himself—he can melt people’s faces off, surely he can open a door.

Dean: Unless you can’t. Just like you couldn’t break those cuffs.

He grabs the nail he’d been messing with from the desk and tosses it at Finch, who instinctively catches it, then drops as it burns his hand (which made me wonder why it didn’t look like the cuffs were burning him….).

Dean: Iron shackles, iron bars, iron nail. See a pattern here? Don’t worry. Most creatures I meet can’t get it up for iron.

Finch: So, you’re a hunter.

Dean (pulling his duster to the side to expose his badge): Slash Sheriff.

Finch wants Dean to know what Deputy did, and Dean has learned over the last year that even freaks have stories, so he lets him talk. Apparently, Finch was married to a good, human woman and they lived quietly outside of town. They came into town once and Finch was in the bank five minutes when Deputy grabs Wife and (I’m guessing) tries to rape her. Finch catches them in the alley, tries to stop him, and Deputy shoots Finch and then Wife. Wife dies in Finch’s arms, but Finch (of course) doesn’t die. The shots draw the Sheriff, and then he’s in iron and can’t get out. Then, he’s hung.

Finch: Are you really willing to die to protect this piece of filth?

Dean: Honestly, I could care less about him. He’s a dick and a coward.

Deputy: Hey!

Dean: This ain’t about him. I know what you are. So, I gotta kill you.

Finch: If you know what I am, then you know you can’t.

While Dean is busy conceding this point—especially since Sam hasn’t shown up with Colt or THE gun—Finch moves lightning quick, grabs a gun from a holster up on a hook in the center of the room and shoots Deputy.

Dean: Whoa, I shoulda seen that coming.

Uh, yeah. *Gibbs-slaps Dean*

Finch turns the gun on Dean, who ducks, runs, and slams through a glass window, landing hard on his back. He shakes off the stun, scrambles up, and runs down an alley as Finch follows, shooting after him. Dean scrambles around a corner, ducking into cover and pulling his gun. He hears Sam’s voice just then, hissing his name and he waves Sam over, out of the line of fire.

Dean: Sam! C’mon, c’mon, c’mon. Where’s Colt?

Sam: Not coming. But he sent this.

He pulls THE Colt out and trades guns with Dean—which I thought was all kinds of awesome. I mean, Sam could just as easily have shot Finch. But he didn’t. He gave the gun to Dean, who really needed to finish his part of this story.

Dean (to the gun): Hello, beautiful.

And then Dean hurries Sam away from their alcove.

Okay, people, I’m drawing a total blank, which is rather frustrating, let me tell you. Where is THE Colt in our time? When is the last time we saw it? Who has it now? I totally can’t remember. Help a gal out.

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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