And then? Castiel sits on a whoopee cushion. And the unpleasant sound effects drag on for a full ten seconds of screentime, after which My Majestic Baboo regally states, "That wasn't me," before getting back to the business at hand, and as I've never been the biggest fan of fart jokes, I'll keep this recap moving, shall I? "[Skritchy-Skritchy!] [ Slurp!] You shall! [Skritchy-Skritchy!]" Raoul, you're going to scratch your damn ass off if you keep that up. Did you not watch the opening scene? "I can't help it! It's driving me absolutely mental! [Slurp!] [Skritchy-Skritchy!]" Oh, whatever. In any event, My Sweet Baboo dumps a load of expository blather into our collective lap at this point, so let me see if I can keep it all straight: The Demonic Urchin, despite what our all-too-frequently incorrect Bible would have us believe, is not, in fact, Satan's child. He's merely the offspring of a demon and a human, but as such, he's the most powerful weapon in Lucifer's arsenal. He's cooling his heels in Western Nebraska at the moment only because Lucifer's minions lost track of him when Crazy Julia expelled her demonic impregnator shortly after the fiend's birth, and The Demonic Urchin's natural powers keep him cloaked from both hosts, Heavenly and Hellish. Those natural powers, for the most part, remained dormant while Lucifer was still in chains, but now that he's risen -- thanks, boys! -- The Demonic Urchin increases in strength with each passing day, which is why Alliance hasn't been experiencing mind-warping events every day for the last eleven and a half years, and also why the current plague is restricted to a two-mile radius around Jesse's house. However, as he gets stronger, The Demonic Urchin's exploits will eventually override the cloaking, and it's at that moment that Lucifer's minions will pounce on him. Once that happens, and once The Demonic Urchin has been "twisted" to Lucifer's purpose, the thing'll be able to vanquish The Host Of Heaven with one word. Needless to say, this prospect troubles My Sweet Baboo, and so... "DEATH!" Raoul rather agreeably howls. "DEATH TO HIM WHO WOULD HARM THE SPIFFY HAIRCUT! Hee! [Skritchy-Skritchy!] [ Slurp!]"
Episode Report CardDemian: C- | 1899 USERS: B-
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