Later -- could be minutes, could be hours -- Evil Possessed Action Sammy slumps in front of the fireplace, lashed to a chair. "Hey!" calls out a voice. The hand attached to the voice whaps Evil Possessed Action Sammy upside the head. The camera cuts to reveal Dean's arrived to beat his possessed brother like a redheaded stepchild. The Entity Currently In Possession Of Sam glares dully at the Winchester it failed to kill before craning Sam's neck all the way back -- in an action and a shot that parallel the ones we last saw in "Devil's Trap" -- to glare at the Key Of Solomon on the ceiling. It finally levels its gaze back down on Dean to sneer, "Back from the dead? Getting to be a regular thing for you, isn't it? Like a cockroach." "How 'bout I smack that smartass right out of your mouth?" Dean retorts. "Careful now," The Entity Currently In Possession Of Sam teases. "You wouldn't want to bruise this fine packaging!" Dean's all, "Don't worry -- this isn't gonna hurt Sam much. You, on the other hand?" And with that, he slings an entire bucket of holy water right onto Evil Possessed Action Sammy's lap. HA! After the screaming and the wailing has dissipated, The Entity threatens, "Sam's still my meat puppet! I'll make him bite off his tongue!" and in case you were wondering, Raoul's near apoplectic with joy over the prospect of that. "VIOLENCE!" Raoul shrieks. "WANTON ACTS OF SENSELESS VIOLENCE AND GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" Calm down and wait for it, dude. Anyway, where was I?
Oh, yeah: "You won't be in him long enough," Dean vows in response to The Entity's threat, cuing Bobby to start in with the latinating. As Bobby pacing in a semi-circle behind Evil Possessed Action Sammy, Dean gets all up in The Entity's current face to seethe, "This secretive bitch-boy master plan you demons are cooking up? You're not getting Sam, you understand me? 'Cause I'm gonna kill every one of you first!" Evil Possessed Action Sammy jerks and writhes around in pain until The Entity tosses his head back and howls with laughter at the ceiling. Bobby, taken aback, halts the latinating so he and Dean might exchange "Well, that certainly was unexpected!" gapes. "You really think that's what this is about?" The Entity spits. "The 'Master Plan'? I don't give a rat's ass about the master plan!" Dean frowns at this, but nods at Bobby to continue. As the latinating kicks in once again, The Entity shoots Dean a look, all, "You fucking dumbass," before perking, "Ooops! Doesn't seem to be working!" "See," The Entity continues, "I learned a few new tricks." And then -- get this -- The Entity starts up with a little latinating of its own. Awesome! Almost immediately, flames come blasting out of the fireplace, and the entire cabin starts shaking as the lights buzz and blink on and off.