Recap: Supernatural, Episode 6.20 – The Man Who Would Be King

We follow Cas to what looks like Monster Autopsy 101. A Starship is changed and gagged in a metal cage and Eve is laying gutted, ribs spread on a table. Standing over her, blood to his elbow, wearing what could pass for a butcher’s apron, is Crowley. Jazzy elevator music is playing in the background. Cas approaches him and asks Crowley what he’s found.

Apparently Eve is brain dead, but keeps laying eggs—which he gathers and shows us mixed in with a bunch of gunky…glop. Gross. He uses some kind of prod thingy and says that when he pokes Eve’s brain—which he demonstrates—the Starship writhes in agony, as if the monsters are still connected to their mother. Nasty.

Cas wants to know what that’s good for.

Crowley: Apart from the obvious erotic value, you’ve got me.

Yeah, but I’m sure they’re going to find something to use that for…at this stage of the game, Red Herrings seem rather pointless. Why show us that disturbingly bizarre connection if they’re not going to find a way to play with it later? *ponders*

Cas: You said Eve could open the door to Purgatory.

Crowley: And I’m confident that she could have is she was STILL ALIVE. Your best chance to get over the rainbow and the Winchesters killed her.

Crowley yells a lot of his lines in this episode. I think he’s close to losing his temper. That’s probably not good.

Cas: That was unavoidable.

Crowley: You screwed up, Cas. You let the hounds mangle the pheasant and now I’m up to my elbows in it. You’re distracted.

Cas: I’m holding up my end.

Crowley: Is that all you’re holding up? The stench of that Impala is all over your overcoat, Angel.

And I know it’s inappropriate and a random, full-on fangirl thing, but I immediately thought, I wouldn’t mind the stench of the Impala on me. Just saying.

Crowley: I thought we agreed no more nights out with the boys.

Cas: I needed to know what they know.

Crowley: About what? About ME? Because I have it on good authority that your two little pets are currently trying to HUNT ME DOWN. I think we have a little conflict of interest here.

He shoves the prod thingie into Eve’s brain and the Starship goes crazy with pain.

Cas’ Voice Over tells us: I was conflicted. I still considered myself the Winchester’s guardian.

We flash once more to Swan Song and Castiel throwing the Molotov at Michael/Adam.

C.V.O.: After all, they taught me how to stand up. What to stand for. And what, generally, happens to you when you do.

Lucifer/Sam snaps his fingers and Cas is blown to bloody bits.

C.V.O.: I was done. Over. And then…an extraordinary thing happened. I was put back. We had won—stopped Armageddon, but at a terrible loss.

We see the moment at the end of Swan Song where Sam is standing under the light, staring up at Dean inside the Braeden’s home. Cas is there, watching Sam and at first I was confused—why didn’t Sam react like he’d seen him? But later, we find out that Cas can and does watch them without being seen. Which…was a smidge creepy, ya’ll.
Just…saying.

C.V.O.: Once again, I went to Hell to free Sam from Lucifer’s cage. It was really impossible, but I was so full of confidence…I see now that was arrogance because I hadn’t truly raised Sam. Not all of him.

We flashback to Soulless Sam killing the cop, watching Dean be attacked and turned by a vamp, trying to kill Bobby. Then we flash again to the lamp post scene and Sam walks away, passing Cas.

C.V.O.: Sometimes we’re given a warning. This should have been mine.

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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