In any event, Henriksen orders the sheriff to post a deputy at every exit, then gets on his walkie-talkie to have his partner, Reidy, bring the boys inside. Nancy the secretary -- whose desk is positively littered with Marian paraphernalia like holy cards and statuettes and such -- glances apprehensively at the front doors, and soon enough, Our Dear Boys shuffle across the threshold, chained (and chained together) at their ankles and wrists, and as Dean pauses for a moment to toss off a few lighthearted remarks at the law enforcement officers who'd gathered to glare at him, eagle-eyed Action Sammy snags Nancy's name from the plate on her desk and catches sight of the wooden rosary she now almost instinctively pulls towards herself, like she's warding off some foul wickedness emanating from Our Intrepid Heroes by clutching at a couple of beads, or something.