Bobby's Emporium. Despite the damage to their car, Sam and Dean have nevertheless managed to drive it back to the lush coastal rainforests of southeastern South Dakota, where we find Dean working on the engine as Sam approaches with a couple of beers. "What exactly did we do back there?" Dean frowns, uncapping his brewski. "Yeah, I'm not putting it in the Win column, either," Sam sighs. "We saved a few dicks," Dean grouses, "and we killed an innocent girl?" Yes, Dean. Yes, exactly, and it sucks to be you, I'm sure, but could you please wrap this up? Dean goes on to whine about that failed relationship of his I stopped caring about midway through the season premiere, but Sam encourages him to look on the bright side: Satan, after all, has at long last left the building, and Darling Sammy's got his soul back. "I never thanked you for that, did I?" he asks. "It's all good," Dean assures him, but Sam expresses his gratitude, anyway, and vows that he'll always have Dean's back. "I know," Dean nods, allowing himself to smile for the first time since we arrived in South Dakota and, after the camera leaps up into the air to offer us one final shot of them from above, we finally cut to black.
That ended up being hideously boring. Raoul? "Yes?!" What's holding up those damn flagons? "Coming right up! Hee!" Thank God for that.
Next week, Our Intrepid Heroes crash through a wall to discover they've landed in an alternate dimension where their various friends and acquaintances know them as a couple of actors named "Jensen Ackles" and "Jared Padalecki." It could very well end up being quite delicious in its horribleness. See you then! "Kisses, my pretties! [Slurp!] Kisses!"
Demian would never give you one of his kidneys. Raoul is of the opinion that this is not necessarily such a bad thing. "Do you know what he's done to them?!" You may reach the former at firstname.lastname@example.org. The latter is an imaginary gay dragon on the Internet.