Recap: Supernatural Episode 7.02, Hello Cruel World

LeviCas is staggering down a road looking like an extra from The Walking Dead when he sees a big lake and heads for it. Just so happens, that’s the Public Water Supply. Awesome. He wades into it and is neck deep by the time Dean, Bobby, and Sam catch up. A whirlpool appears as LeviCas’ head submerges and suddenly the black ooze stuff spreads out through the whole lake.

Bobby: Aw, hell.

Dean: Dammit!

Bobby: You said it.

The Leviathans are in the pipes. Not. Good.

Cas’ trench coat floats to the edge of the lake like a body. Dean reaches down and pulls it out, taking a shuddering breath as he does so. His chin quivers and his lips tremble.

Dean: Okay. So. He’s gone.

His voice breaks across the last word and I couldn’t help it. I teared up. I blinked them away, but…I had tears at the ready, people. That was hard. Especially when Bobby says, “Rest in Peace,” and then Dean folds the trench coat carefully, his chin quivering more and his voice shaking to match.

Dean: Dumb sonuvabitch.

Bobby: He was friends with us, wasn’t he? Can’t get much dumber than that.

*lump in throat*

Aw, Cas. *sad* I still believe you’re out there, man. I won’t believe you’re dead until I see your wings spread out…or the show ends without you coming back. ;)

They leave and in a display of pure classic rock awesomeness that only Supernatural can pull off, the Doobie Brother’s Black Water plays over a montage of scenes with teens holding car washes, a woman filling a pitcher of water, and a little girl drinking from a fountain. Ironically, as I write this, I’m listening to Florence + The Machine’s What the Water Gave Me. HA!

Anyway, the little girl literally drinks in some black ooze, which turns out to be a Leviathan, and she becomes…well, LeviGirl, I guess. Elsewhere, a demolitions man named Edgar (we learn this later through conversation, but for ease of recap, I’ll put it here) is working on an engine or something in his garage (listening to Black Water, hee!) and his sink starts shaking. Going to investigate, he’s splattered with black ooze and Edgar is…no longer himself.

Back at Bobby’s, Sam is sleeping on the couch beneath the big window and someone is trying to wake him. He’s hearing Hallucifer’s voice, but it’s really Dean. When Sam wakes, he jerks away, all scared and startled, with Dean easing back, hands up, all easy, it’s me. He hands Sam a bottle of water and a protein bar, saying 12 hours straight was rested enough. I’ll say. I can’t remember when I’ve slept more than 6 hours in a row. Gah.

Sam: Breakfast in bed?

Dean: Don’t get used to it.

Hee.

Dean asks to see Sam’s cut hand and suddenly we realize that form Sam’s POV, Hallucifer is there, teasing about how sweet it is that Dean wants to hold Sam’s hand. Dean looks at the cut — V-shaped, laced by large, black stitches. He says Sam’ll live and pours whiskey over it. As Bobby scoots up to re-bandage it, I started to wonder. We never pay close attention to wounds on this show. Not this close anyway. Not unless it means something. I’ll go here more later, but I was suspicious of the wound at this point.

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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