Over on Main Street, War casually strolls over to his Mustang, and he's on the verge of making a swift getaway when Our Intrepid Heroes tag-team him from behind. Or, you know, perform a surreptitious disabling maneuver that does not sound exactly like a particularly strenuous variety of sexual intercourse. "[Titter!]" War, because he is Evil, is about to commence with the taunting one has come to expect in situations like this, but Deluxe Action Sammy With Super-Special Glow-In-The-Dark Hand-Hacking Hands doesn't have time for that taunting crap, bitch, and simply whacks off War's ring finger with The Knife That Can Kill Anything Except When It Usually Can't, Especially When It's Trying To Kill A Horseman Of The Apocalypse. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Back at The Victorian, Ellen's beetle-black eyes clear the instant War's ring clanks onto Main Street's asphalt, and with The Horseman's spell thus broken, Lieutenant Hottie is horrified to realize he nearly arnaghanaghanaghanagh. In fact, we're led to believe each of the remaining townsfolk reach similar horrified realizations regarding their actions over the last few days, but aside from Lieutenant Hottie and that crack shot up on the second floor, we don't actually see them.

Main Street. Dean manages to snatch War's ring off the road, but by the time he and Sam have turned back around, both War and his Mustang have vanished. Dean rolls War's grisly relic between his thumb and forefinger until both he and his brother pull a disappearing act of their own, this into the final METAL TEETH CHOMP! of the hour.

Sometime later, Our Intrepid Heroes sit across from each other at a picnic bench located in what has got to be the most ridiculously scenic roadside rest area in North America. Dean rolls War's ring between his fingers again for a moment before joking, "So, pit stop on Mount Doom?" I don't get that reference, because I refuse to see those movies, but Sam seems to appreciate it, so I guess it's okay. The four-minute-long dialogue following that exchange basically amounts to this: Sam knows Dean doesn't trust him anymore, and that's cool with Sam, because Sam doesn't trust himself anymore, and he understands he's become an unnecessary burden in Dean's life, and because of Dean's prophesized importance in the upcoming battle against Lucifer, Sam feels it best if they went their separate ways for a while. Dean's more than a bit shattered, but he agrees and, in a sign of their unbroken bond, goes so far as to offer Sam use of Metallicar. Yes, Dean offered to let his brother borrow the Impala. I'm sure I'd be getting emotional at this moment, but this episode's pacing kinda dragged, so now I'm just bored. "[Sniff!] Speak for yourself, you heartless philistine! [Snorfle!]" Oh, Raoul. Here -- have a Kleenex. "Thanks! [HONK!]" And in the end, Darling Sammy and his sad hair and his depressed sideburns retrieve their Wee Knapsack Of Emo Angst And Doom from the Impala's back seat, and they all hitch a ride with the first trucker exiting the rest area, leaving Dejected El Deano alone, again, as the screen fades to black.