Sam restrategizes and realizes that if the movie cameras can pick up an otherwise invisible ghost's image, so can his product-placed Verizon Motorola Q. So, he scans the set and quickly stumbles across Skippy whom Dean promptly blasts into a spray of rapidly vanishing bits of ectoplasm. After a bit more of this, they dispatch The Wicked Witch Of Stage Nine. As Dean reloads, Whiny Walter skitters across the catwalk far above their heads, so Sam shoves the product-placed camera phone into The Dirty Little Whore Dump's hand to scan for The One-Armed Accountant while Sam himself chases after Whiny Walter to retrieve the talisman that's controlling all of this crazy shit. Just as El Deano wastes The One-Armed Accountant...

...Whiny Walter plunges headlong out of the soundstage door and straight into The Ginormotron's remarkably broad chest. Well, almost. You know if it was me, though, I'd keep running until I actually did slam into Darling Sammy's remarkably broad chest. Sigh. "TRAMP!" Oh, leave me alone. "Turnabout is fair play!" In any event, Whiny Walter smashes the talisman onto the asphalt rather than surrender it to Sam, and that was a very bad move indeed for Whiny Walter, because the talisman was the only thing keeping the spirits -- enraged as they are from being dragged back to earth from the afterlife to off Walter's supposed enemies -- from attacking Walter himself, which they promptly do. Invisibly, of course, but the just-arrived Dirty Little Whore Dump deploys Sam's trusty product-placed Verizon Motorola Q so we might get the briefest of glimpses of the angry trio clawing Whiny Walter's internal organs out through his back with their bare hands. Is that blood CGI? "RIP OFF!" Whiny Walter's gurgling screams quickly disappear into the METAL TEETH CHOMP!