When the group hears thumping, they realize that it is the flue in the fireplace, which quickly gives way to a swarm of bees shooting into the house. So, obviously they all head upstairs. To the attic. Instead of keeping a number of wooden barriers -- walls, ceilings, doors, etcetera -- between them and the bugs, they've opted for flimsy plywood and thin tar shingles. Great. And, AND! On their way up the stairs, Dean is using his tiny can of bug spray as a miniature flame thrower. A flame thrower shooting approximately six inches of flame at a swarm that was large and strong enough to bust through an iron flue. The stupidity of this conclusion is giving me epilepsy.
So we all know what happens next. They spend about two minutes in the attic, during which time termites eat through the wood, and fly into the attic but are not followed by any other sort of bug, all while Jensen Ackles uses his tiny flame thrower to pathetically impotent effect, and then it is sunrise and the curse is broken. What? WHAT?
The Metallicar pulls up in front of Larry's house. A tiny moving van is parked outside and Larry tells them that the development "has been put on hold while the government investigates those bones. But I'm going to make damn sure no one ever lives here again." Um, okay, whatever. Larry isn't upset about his "financial disaster" because he was able to bond with his son over it all. Um, okay, whatever. Matt is in the driveway ditching his bug collection and tells Sam that bugs weird him out now. Sam says, "Yeah, I should hope so," and then walks away. Um, okay, WHATEVER.
The brothers sit on the hood of the car, and Sam gets choked up telling Dean he wants to find Dad and apologize to him. Strings of I Miss My Daddy fade into some rockin' Scorpions as the brothers get in the car and hit the road. When will The WB figure out that I would happily watch an hour of these two driving around to Def Leppard and Scorpions, and just give me that? That is the true mystery of this show.