An old jukebox clicks a 45 into place, and as Jim Morrison begins, "Before you slip into unconsciousness," Jo slowly awakens just as Evil Action Sammy's finished lashing her to one of the tavern's support posts. "What the hell is going on?" she groans. "What are you doing?" There's a large, scarlet bruise on her forehead that promises to burgeon into a nasty lump any second now. "Delightful!" shrieks Raoul. "So what exactly did your mom tell you," Evil Action Sammy whispers in her ear from behind, "about how your dad died?" "You're not Sam!" Jo charges. "Don't be so sure about that!" Evil Action Sammy hisses. "Answer the question!" He darts around to her side, scrapes over a barstool across the floorboards, and produces an absolutely enormous knife from...somewhere to press it against her face and soothe, "C'mon. It's me. You can tell me anything -- you know that." Jo just stares him down, so Evil Action Sammy repeats, far more deliberately this time, "Answer. The question!" Jared Padalecki's doing a fantastic job tonight, I have to say. "And I have to say he's looking fantastically delectable while doing so!" Raoul enthuses, fanning his claws in front of his overheated maw. Indeed.
Episode Report CardDemian: A | 1133 USERS: B-
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